Title: Rock the Vote
Challenge: #3 – Getting to Know You
Rating: M for sexual content.
Warnings/Spoilers: Partisan. Greg/Nick slash, lovies.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
Summary: The personal is political.
Crossposted: ngchallenge, nickngreg,
"Don't touch me," Greg tried not to flinch, but couldn't help throwing his hands up to block Nick.
"Greg–" Nick began, but was quickly cut off.
"No, I'm serious. I'm totally grossed out right now. I can't believe you didn't tell me this before."
Nick just stared at him, confusion and hurt making him squint. He watched Greg worry a hand through his hair as he paced in tight circles in front of the couch, their ice cream and CNN suddenly forgotten.
"That's just, that's just," Greg struggled for a word strong enough to carry what he felt. "That is just perverted!" He fixed Nick with a disappointed glare and was pleased that Nick had the decency to blush.
"I feel like I don't even know you anymore," Greg continued. "I mean, who does that? Who, Nick, who? Does this mean you're a republican? A gay republican? I thought you guys were extinct, or an urban legend or something…"
Greg was too worked up to notice Nick's expression change from confusion to utter duh-ness to pure comprehension. "That's your big secret? That's what you want?"
"Wait, Greg–" Nick tried again.
"You sit me down in front of Anderson Cooper, who you know I've always had a crush on, you ply me with Ben and Jerry's and tell me you have something important to tell me, so important that it can't wait until after this fool's sad attempt at debate…" Greg gestured angrily at the screen.
"I didn't say I wanted to vote for Bush," Nick protested.
"I distinctly heard you say –"
"No. No, listen," Nick grabbed him and pressed close until his mouth was hot against Greg's ear, the words coming out low and bursting with urgency and something that sounded like it could almost be a chuckle. "I said I wanted to eat your tush."
"Oh." Greg sagged against him like a deflated balloon.
Nick hugged him. "I've never seen you like that, G. I never would have pegged you for a political man."
Greg just shrugged, keeping his face buried in Nick's shoulder.
"I am so embarrassed," he muttered.
Nick kissed the top of his head.
"So what do you say, babe? Yea or nay?"
Greg looked up at him with wide, limpid eyes.
"I vote yes on number two?"
"Shut up."
(fin)
