so….i found it easier to write high and dry and hail to the thief because i had them both physically mapped out before i started writing the story. because of how incredibly easy and fun HTTT was, i decided that fics based off albums might be something i wanted to look into. i did, and i have a kalanthony(with a heavy dash of iancorn bc i don't think i could write an entire fic without iancorn) AU fic all mapped out.

i'm going to put all my other fics except the one-shot collection and HTTT(which only has a few chapters left) on hold until i can map them out properly so i know what i'm doing.

i hope you'll like the kalanthony one. posting it later tonight probably.

8:16 AM - 311

Iancorn

"Hey, wake up." David pushed Ian lightly.

He rolled over and pulled the covers up over his head, "No."

"Come on, wake up for me." He rubbed his back.

"No." He groaned, pulling the covers back and looking up at him, "I fucking hate you. Go away."

He knew Ian didn't really mean it, but he felt bad for making Ian think to say those words.

"I'm sorry for breaking the heater!" David frowned, watching Ian curl up under the pile of blankets they had set up.

It was unusually cold in Sacramento this winter, and David had made the fatal - he considered any mistake in this house fatal if Ian ignored him for it- mistake of over heating the heater, which he didn't know was possible. It broke, and the fastest repairman could get to their house in a few days, so they were stuck in the cold.

"I'm sorry you broke the heater." Ian mumbled.

"Don't be that way." David frowned, getting up out of bed.

"Nooo…." Ian whined, "Warmth."

"Quit being a baby." David rolled his eyes, "Come on. Let's go fix the heater ourselves."

"I'm too lazy." He groaned, "What time is it?"

"Little after 8:15 in the morning." David shrugged, looking at the clock, "8:16 and 34 seconds if you want me to be exact."

"That's too early." Ian settled back down under the blankets, "I'm going back to sleep."

David sighed, "Are you sure you want to do that? You'd miss me getting dressed."

"I don't want to see you get dressed, I just want to see you get undressed."

"Well, maybe I should get undressed and we can make it hot in here." David grinned, "Oh never mind, it's too early in the morning and you're too lazy."

Ian sat up slowly, "Get back in bed now."

David grinned, "And if I don't?"

"I'll hate you forever."

David knew the threat wasn't real, but he was excited about getting in bed with Ian, so he willingly climbed back in and wrapped his arms around him tightly. Ian held onto David with some kind of death grip and would not let go.

"You look so cold." David grinned, "You need some Ohio blood in you to keep you warm."

"There's not a single Ohio bone in my body, but I really think I need one." Ian shook his head, "I'm just tired. If I was more awake, I'd be warmer. And that pickup line would've been much better."

"Well, maybe you should put more clothes on." David shrugged.

"Maybe we should both take them off."

"Maybe we shouldn't."

"That's the whole reason you got back into bed." Ian frowned.

"No, I got back in bed so I could warm you up."

"I thought you got back in bed so you could bone me."

"No, Ian, not now. Maybe later."

"You're an ass. You tricked me. You duped me into believing you really did want to make it hotter in here."

"Oops." He rolled his eyes, "I bet if we cuddled, you'd be warmer."

Ian shook his head jokingly, "Not as good as the first offer, but I'll take it."