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therumjournals) wrote2010-07-07 09:53 pm
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- 46th and pine,
- fic,
- pinto,
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46th and Pine: A West Philadelphia Love Story (6/6 - Epilogue)
Title: 46th and Pine: A West Philadelphia Love Story
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
therumjournals
Word Count: Epilogue - 700 (Total - 35,500)
Previous: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5
(Header details at the Master Post)
Chris locked his bike to the bike rack and squinted into the early evening light until he spotted Zach's familiar form on the other side of Franklin Square. He jogged toward him, watched his face light up as he spotted Chris, and let himself sag happily into Zach's embrace.
"Hey, hottie," Zach said, kissing him on the cheek. "How was your day?"
"It was okay," Chris said, trying and failing to contain his excitement.
"What, what? Tell me, come on, what are you so happy about?"
Chris beamed, clutched Zach by his shoulders. "How do you feel about the intersection of 12th and Lehigh?"
Zach thought about it and frowned. "I feel terrible about it. North Philly, right? Isn't that, like, a really shitty neighborhood?"
"Uh huh, well, that may be true, but there's an elementary school there with a big ugly wall just waiting to be beautified - say, you don't happen to know any artists who might fucking flip their shit at the chance to work with that kind of canvas, do you?
"Shut up." Zach's jaw dropped a little.
Chris grinned. "I talked to the mural coordinator today. I may have suggested a certain local artist who would love the opportunity to 'light up young faces and old places'."
"Are you quoting marketing materials to me?"
"I made that one up. You like it?"
"Chris, don't fuck with me, are you serious?"
"Nothing's set in stone yet, but yeah. They are looking for an artist and I did give them your name. They asked if you'd like to come into the office next week to talk about your vision and some place-based design concepts and - yeah, you know, I kinda lost them after that, but I know you should do it. You'll do it, right?"
"Fuck yeah, I will. Oh my god, Chris, that is amazing," Zach said, wrapping his arms around Chris's waist and attempting unsuccessfully to spin him through the air.
"Better work on those arm muscles, Quinto. You're gonna be working with bigger brushes soon," Chris said, laughing.
"Whatever. You're heavy."
"Sorry, but someone keeps feeding me delicious pasta on a nightly basis."
"We need it to keep our stamina up!"
"Everything comes back to sex with you, doesn't it? Speaking of which, I'm starving." He grabbed Zach by the hand and dragged him across the square to the burger stand. They sat on a picnic bench as Chris ate.
"Give me a bite," Zach said, nudging his shoulder.
"Hell no," Chris said through a mouthful of burger.
"Come on," Zach whined. "It smells good."
"No." Chris wiped his mouth with a napkin. “I don’t want to be a bad influence on you. And I don’t want to deal with the consequences.”
Zach rolled his eyes and took a sip of Chris’s milkshake instead. He played with the straw for a few seconds. “Summer’s moving out,” he said, finally.
Chris looked at him in surprise. “Really? Damn. Where’s she going? To live in a giant redwood or something?”
“Close,” Zach said, laughing. “You know that show, Whale Wars?”
Chris’s mouth dropped open. “You’re shitting me.”
Zach shook his head. “Nope.”
“So should we start collecting her bail money now?”
“I know, right?” Zach laughed.
Chris noticed his expression turning serious. “What?”
“So, I was thinking, since Lily and Cho have moved in….and since Cho is now an actual contributing member of society, we were thinking…instead of getting another roommate, maybe you and I could move into the front room. I could keep the third floor as my studio. And maybe we could even get-“
“No…” Chris said, a smile starting on his face as he realized what was coming.
“Yeah. A real bed.”
Chris threw his arms around Zach and faked a sniffle. “Zach. You’re all grown up.”
Zach smiled and shook him off. “Shut it, you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, asshole. Now come on. All these adult decisions are making my head spin, and I need to seriously kick your ass in mini-golf.”
“Wanna make it interesting?” Chris asked, standing up from the bench.
Zach shook his head as Chris took his hand. “You’re getting sexual favors either way.”
Chris grinned. “Then I will totally let you win.”
THE END
Author’s Notes:
First of all, thanks so much to everyone for reading, and thanks to everyone for encouraging me and for bearing with me as I taunted you throughout the writing process.
Most of the places mentioned in this fic are real. Fuego is a real place with a fake name where I spent many drunken Thursday nights when I was 24 and 25 (and yes, Citywide Specials are real too…unfortunately, they’re not actually city-wide). There are lots of localisms and references throughout the story, so let me know if there's anything that makes you go "huh?!" :-) And if you ever visit Philly, let me know, and I'll take you on the grand tour (Chris and Zach not included).
Author:
therumjournalsWord Count: Epilogue - 700 (Total - 35,500)
Previous: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5
(Header details at the Master Post)
Chris locked his bike to the bike rack and squinted into the early evening light until he spotted Zach's familiar form on the other side of Franklin Square. He jogged toward him, watched his face light up as he spotted Chris, and let himself sag happily into Zach's embrace.
"Hey, hottie," Zach said, kissing him on the cheek. "How was your day?"
"It was okay," Chris said, trying and failing to contain his excitement.
"What, what? Tell me, come on, what are you so happy about?"
Chris beamed, clutched Zach by his shoulders. "How do you feel about the intersection of 12th and Lehigh?"
Zach thought about it and frowned. "I feel terrible about it. North Philly, right? Isn't that, like, a really shitty neighborhood?"
"Uh huh, well, that may be true, but there's an elementary school there with a big ugly wall just waiting to be beautified - say, you don't happen to know any artists who might fucking flip their shit at the chance to work with that kind of canvas, do you?
"Shut up." Zach's jaw dropped a little.
Chris grinned. "I talked to the mural coordinator today. I may have suggested a certain local artist who would love the opportunity to 'light up young faces and old places'."
"Are you quoting marketing materials to me?"
"I made that one up. You like it?"
"Chris, don't fuck with me, are you serious?"
"Nothing's set in stone yet, but yeah. They are looking for an artist and I did give them your name. They asked if you'd like to come into the office next week to talk about your vision and some place-based design concepts and - yeah, you know, I kinda lost them after that, but I know you should do it. You'll do it, right?"
"Fuck yeah, I will. Oh my god, Chris, that is amazing," Zach said, wrapping his arms around Chris's waist and attempting unsuccessfully to spin him through the air.
"Better work on those arm muscles, Quinto. You're gonna be working with bigger brushes soon," Chris said, laughing.
"Whatever. You're heavy."
"Sorry, but someone keeps feeding me delicious pasta on a nightly basis."
"We need it to keep our stamina up!"
"Everything comes back to sex with you, doesn't it? Speaking of which, I'm starving." He grabbed Zach by the hand and dragged him across the square to the burger stand. They sat on a picnic bench as Chris ate.
"Give me a bite," Zach said, nudging his shoulder.
"Hell no," Chris said through a mouthful of burger.
"Come on," Zach whined. "It smells good."
"No." Chris wiped his mouth with a napkin. “I don’t want to be a bad influence on you. And I don’t want to deal with the consequences.”
Zach rolled his eyes and took a sip of Chris’s milkshake instead. He played with the straw for a few seconds. “Summer’s moving out,” he said, finally.
Chris looked at him in surprise. “Really? Damn. Where’s she going? To live in a giant redwood or something?”
“Close,” Zach said, laughing. “You know that show, Whale Wars?”
Chris’s mouth dropped open. “You’re shitting me.”
Zach shook his head. “Nope.”
“So should we start collecting her bail money now?”
“I know, right?” Zach laughed.
Chris noticed his expression turning serious. “What?”
“So, I was thinking, since Lily and Cho have moved in….and since Cho is now an actual contributing member of society, we were thinking…instead of getting another roommate, maybe you and I could move into the front room. I could keep the third floor as my studio. And maybe we could even get-“
“No…” Chris said, a smile starting on his face as he realized what was coming.
“Yeah. A real bed.”
Chris threw his arms around Zach and faked a sniffle. “Zach. You’re all grown up.”
Zach smiled and shook him off. “Shut it, you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too, asshole. Now come on. All these adult decisions are making my head spin, and I need to seriously kick your ass in mini-golf.”
“Wanna make it interesting?” Chris asked, standing up from the bench.
Zach shook his head as Chris took his hand. “You’re getting sexual favors either way.”
Chris grinned. “Then I will totally let you win.”
Author’s Notes:
First of all, thanks so much to everyone for reading, and thanks to everyone for encouraging me and for bearing with me as I taunted you throughout the writing process.
Most of the places mentioned in this fic are real. Fuego is a real place with a fake name where I spent many drunken Thursday nights when I was 24 and 25 (and yes, Citywide Specials are real too…unfortunately, they’re not actually city-wide). There are lots of localisms and references throughout the story, so let me know if there's anything that makes you go "huh?!" :-) And if you ever visit Philly, let me know, and I'll take you on the grand tour (Chris and Zach not included).
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“What are you talking about? When have I ever done that?”
“Well, like with the cheesesteak…”
“Are you fucking serious? Zach, you ate that cheesesteak all by yourself, I didn’t point a gun at your head.”
“I know, but I did that because I like you, Chris, and I can see what’s happening.”
I was so pissed off when I read this. I hated Zach in this moment. LAME ZACH LAME.
“Mmm, tempting, but in case you haven’t noticed, I’m not really into being fucked by The Man.”
“You’re hilarious. Fine, how ‘bout you fuck me, then, and live out all of your communist fantasies by coming all over my face.”
“I’m hard already just thinking about it.”
Ahah oh my god! You write dialouge SO WELL. It just really flows. You're witty as fuck.
“Are you pansexual?”
“What do you think?”
“I think you’re terrified of the vageen.”
“You are correct.”
“Thank god.”
“Says the straight boy.”
“Yeah, that’s me. Totally straight. Totally not thinking about you drilling me in the ass right now.”
It's really too bad that ZQ is terrified of the vageen. I'd totes let him near mine if I thought he wouldn't run away. :(
Zach grabbed his wrist, held him there, bucked up against his palm until he shuddered. Chris slipped the tips of his fingers into Zach’s waistband so he could feel the hot slickness spilling into Zach’s boxers, and he groaned and came hard in his own pants, thrusting shortly against Zach’s leg until the last wave of pleasure swept through him and he collapsed onto Zach’s chest, drained.
Annnnnnd I'm spent folks!
But seriously, you took NY state of mind - THAT scene and you are like...idk doing it over again and I fucking love it.
I really, really liked this.
One day, when I come to Philly - you'll have to take me to 'Fuego's' and show me around, okay?
I WANT TO TAKE A NAP IN A PARK AND BE A HIPSTER FOR A DAY.
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i love how soooo many people apparently identify with Chris in this story.
at the time I was like "FML HE RUINS EVERYTHING!!!"
oh bb, you know i would never do that to you! ;-)
and Zoe is definitely not hipster enough to live w/Zach. it was too easy to make her a Penn student ;-)
i'm sooooooo glad you liked this! i have to say, you basically pulled out and quoted ALL of my favorite lines (the ones where when i wrote them i was like "OMG I HOPE PEOPLE THINK THIS IS FUNNY/HOT/ETC") i love it when that happens :-)
and YES - Philly visit and hipster tour needs to happen!
THAAAAAAAAAAAAANKS FOR THE AWESOME COMMENT, BB!!!!!!!!!!