I've had quite a few requests to do another Troigan fic and have decided to do a COLLECTION OF ONE-SHOTS of various Spoby filming scenes/their time off set together. The title is derived from the song of the same name by Bear Attack, featured in the reunion hug of Spoby in 3x12 in the street.
This first one-shot was prompted to me by the beautiful and endlessly talented Bree and is set during the filming of 3x01 It Happened That Night. It also introduces the potential beginning of the concept of Keeganing, as invented by Kyle Hasday and first inspired by our favorite best friends.
The response to my last Troian/Keegan fic was AMAZING so thank you all so much.
The silliness between the two friends was just inspired by how much fun those two seem to have together. The 'slap game', if anyone knows the show 8 Simple Rules, was featured on there between Rory and Kyle sometime in season 1 I believe. It's probably on youtube somewhere, but I tried to explain it the best I could! Sorry if it's confusing. I took a lot of creative liberties for how stuff on set went/how the mechanics of things, like Keegan's towel, works since I am no expert on what it's like to be on filming stages or in the acting world. Pure amateur here and the first to admit it.
This by no means reflects the true feelings of Keegan Allen and Troian Bellisario. No disrespect meant to anyone, clearly a work of fiction.
Keegan had always admired Troian for her professionalism… but he was pretty sure his absolute favorite thing about working with her was when the cameras weren't on them.
It was his first day back to the PLL set for the start of season three. With everyone still getting back into the swing of things, his and Troian's scene was delayed. They were already all dolled up and in costume before this was decided, so they were given specific instructions to be careful while waiting for their turn.
In Troian and Keegan speak, that was translated to play hide and seek in the vacant sets.
It wasn't wise, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. Keegan was shirtless in just black pants and Troian was dressed in Toby's old shirt that stopped a third of the way down her thighs.
When the pair was together, child-like qualities came out from both of them. They both couldn't stop laughing when they caught the other.
Troian had hid behind some half-done wooden structure when Keegan found her last. Troian, on the other hand, spotted Keegan ducking behind one of the walls of Spencer's living room, his back to her.
She snuck up and tackled him from behind, throwing her legs around him and latching her arms on his neck so she wouldn't get thrown to the concrete.
Keegan, strong as ever, stood with her still on his back, laughing as she giggled into his neck.
"Gotcha." she teased against his ear, kissing his cheek affectionately. "Am I heavy?" she asked, worried she had hurt him with her impulsive decision.
He adjusted her more comfortably but smirked at her question. "You're pretty much weightless. Want me to carry you around like this until our scene?" he teased.
Unfortunately, his joke was lost on her as she lit up. "Yes!" she exclaimed, punching the air in victory.
Kyle Hasday, one of PLL's PA's, walked by at that moment, raising his eyebrow at the scene before him. "Don't you guys know how to read?" he drawled patronizingly, laughing so they knew he was only kidding. He nodded towards the concrete floor.
Keegan swiveled both him and his piggyback partner to see the clearly painted: Keep Clear.
"See, that's what I was doing; rescuing Troian from committing such a crime." Keegan explained with a nod, turning back the right way around.
Troian leaned her chin on his shoulder, oddly comfortable with clinging to his back. "He's a saint really."
Kyle laughed again. "I just came by to find you and tell you they're ready for you now."
"Lead the way, Keegan. Onwards!" Troian called, pointing forwards triumphantly.
Keegan made a face since Kyle chose that moment to snap a photo, laughing. "You guys are something else…"
Troian grinned. "Want me to get off now, Keegs?" she inquired to her costar.
He shook his head, aiming a grin her way. "Nah, I said I'd carry you until our scene. We haven't arrived there yet."
"You should really thank me. I'm helping you workout without even having to go to the gym." she teased as they waved Kyle off.
Kyle watched them amusedly with interest, a plan forming in his head.
Marlene King loved the fact that they came to the first Spoby scene of the third season intertwined in such a way. All of those involved knew that the reason the couple had even been written originally is because of the undeniable chemistry between the two stars.
After they arrived, Keegan had to shed his pants and put on the towel that he was promised would not fall. It was more TV magic; the towel was manufactured with a button and to appear tied in a perfect knot. He was wearing boxers underneath so it wasn't really a big deal if it fell, besides ruining the scene.
Troian teased him while he got sprayed with the water bottle repeatedly to give him the just-got-out-of-the-shower look. The water was cold so he kept making disapproving faces, sticking his tongue out at her as she laughed at his discomfort.
After all of that was said and done, the camera's still had to be adjusted and the actors were left to themselves again. The problem with that was that they easily got distracted. It had been a while since Keegan and Troian had really hung out and they were probably overcompensating a bit… but they started the slap game.
In the slap game, one person leaves their hands palms down out in front of them while the other is underneath palms up. The person underneath has to suddenly pull their hands out and slap the top of their partner's hands before that person pulls them away. You had to be quick and a lot of the time the person on top wavered between pulling them back too early, trying to avoid getting slapped. If the person underneath slapped the other, they won, and if they rightfully missed, their partner won. The one on top couldn't move their hands too soon before a rightful chance was given or they lost by default. It was a silly childish game but Keegan and Troian were all for immaturity today.
A few of the crew watched them amusedly, always enjoying the dynamic between the pair. It was obvious Keegan and Troian adored any time they spent together and had a lot of fun being idiots.
Keegan was the best at being the person underneath, but Troian always lost no matter who she was. She pouted in annoyance as he switched roles again, twitching his hands underneath hers to psyche her out.
"Keegs…" she whined as she continually began twitching her hands in response to his clever trick.
He chuckled at her, relaxing and trying not to laugh harder at the intense look of concentration on her face as she watched his hands.
A crack rang through the set.
"KEEGAN!" she shouted irritably, shoving him playfully as she giggled into him at his seventeenth win that day. "I'm not playing with you anymore." she pouted.
He laughed and hugged her affectionately. "But you're so adorable when you lose." he teased cutely.
She tried to swat the smirk right off his face but he grabbed her hands and their tickle fight began.
"Keegan, Troian, we're all set." Ron Lagomarsino, the director, called out amusedly.
Troian sent Keegan one last fake-scowl before going to her mark. Keegan swallowed his laugh and left Spencer's room to prepare for his entrance. Thankfully it was a rather light-hearted scene so the others didn't mind their behavior much.
Keegan got sprayed a few more times before they started actually running the scene.
Everything was going smoothly until Keegan started sauntering towards Troian in his utterly seductive way. He normally was sexy without trying, especially with that upper body on display, but this time he was instructed to try to look sexy… and well, he was definitely succeeding…
Troian swallowed visibly. It was bad enough she had been told to gawk at his abs, now he was practically strutting over to her with his body glistening and his damp hair making him look even better than usual. He changed his voice too; it was lower and more suggestive, asking Spencer if her parents were still out.
The girl in question gathered herself and smirked a little as he stepped closer. "Yes…" she said, her eyes roaming from his exposed skin up to his playful stare.
"You know that's my shirt." Toby/Keegan reminded her slyly, leaning in closer to her, gripping gently at the loose material on her arms.
"Yeah and you're never getting it back." she replied coyly, with more conviction than she thought she could manage, pushing off of the bed so their bodies were almost touching.
"I don't want it back." Keegan responded amusedly. His hand came up to cradle the back of her head as they kissed for the first time in five months. He was eternally grateful that their kiss was written in directly after that line because he wouldn't have been able to control himself otherwise.
They had finished up filming in December for the second season and now it was April, two months before the premiere of the third season. Keegan knew he should feel guilty about it, but those were five long months of not having an excuse to kiss the amazing woman he currently was entangled with.
"You look better in it than I do." he explained huskily when they broke apart but Troian pulled him closer once more. It was the plain truth though. She really did look great in his clothes. The few times Troian had crashed at his apartment, he had lent her a shirt and honestly couldn't chance looking at her without worrying about his heart beating out of his chest at the sight. She was gorgeous in everything.
Their kissing was rather tame considering the steaminess of the scene. It was Troian who had to interrupt it the second time, grabbing his hands before they could get carried away.
"Okay. I know it was my idea to wait… but right now, I'm just completely forgetting why…" she confessed, the words truer than she wanted to admit. She had looked deep into his eyes during her line and could feel the magnetism between them. Was it possible Keegan felt the same as she did? These scenes always messed with her head.
One of his hands rested comfortably on her shoulder, the other still intertwined with hers before they moved in to start kissing again, her hands reaching up to cup his face and anchor him to her. He mirrored her action before pulling her slowly away, forcing a small smile.
"Well you'll remember after I put some clothes on." he teased, turning her away from him and going back to his clothes pile.
Troian didn't need to dig deep to act out the pout that followed his words. Neither did Keegan with his exhale of bliss before he began redressing. Kissing Troian, acting gig or not, was always a plus.
They went through the rest of the scene, finishing it with a tender kiss.
"I'll call you later." he murmured.
"Yes please." she replied sweetly, smiling coyly at him.
He swore he had never seen a more adorable sight. She took beautiful to a whole new level.
"Cut. Excellent work you two." Ron called out, turning to Marlene to discuss the scene since she was the writer of the episode.
Keegan went to get sprayed more and Troian tried to keep her eyes off of him. Had he gotten better at kissing during the hiatus? Her head was still spinning a little. She pivoted in the other direction as one of the assistants adjusted Keegan's towel, leaving it lower on his hips. Seeing the definition his hips had… it was enough to make any girl go crazy.
Troian's make-up was touched up in the teensiest regard. She was grateful for the additional lip balm.
"Alright, let's run it again." Ron called out.
Troian and Keegan's eyes met briefly before they headed to their marks, both secretly trying to get their heads on straight before the time came to shoot another series of kisses. The last thing either of them wanted was to lose control and get carried away. In scenes of this nature, it was hard for them to keep their hidden feelings in check.
And they hadn't even seen next week's script yet…