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Title: Make It Real.
Author: ZK.
Fandom: Whose Line is it Anyway.
Words: 1121.
Rating: PG-13ish I think
Pairing: Chip/Jeff.
Warnings: Some swearing, angst and general dodgy writing, oh and it's unbeta'd Sess-beta'd.
Disclaimer: I don't make any money from this, just for fun.
A/N: Wrote this for Shandi's birthday last night, but just posting it now, sorry it turned out more angsty and generally odd than I intended. Idea kind of came from a mixture of my own odd imagination and the songs "Long Way Around" - Eagle Eye Cherry and "Smooth" - Santana.

All around the club is literally jumping, hundreds of young, scantily clad girls and boys moving in rhythm to the thumping beat and the many flashing lights that surrounded the stage and corners of the dance floor.

And then there’s me.

To be honest I don’t know why I’m here…

Okay because Jeff asked me, but doesn’t make it any less crazy…

I’m over 40 now for Christ’s sake, and clubs haven’t really been my scene since…Well ever!

Plus he’s not that far off the big four-zero himself, though I doubt anyone here would believe that. I’m not sure I do, watching him dance with some blond bimbo who had grabbed him the second he stepped through the main door.

Not that I can blame her, he is pretty tempting – From his stylish yet comfortable trainers and tight fitting jeans to his white Beatles tee and black waistcoat…

And that’s not mentioning his gorgeous eyes, heart melting smile, adorable laugh or black hair so pretty I have to resist from running my fingers through it whenever I get the chance…

All of the above being things that I’m definitely not mentioning of course…

Okay maybe I am…

I need a drink. And a smoke.

Not that I do either, but doesn’t stop me feeling the need for them occasionally.

Just like occasionally I have the urge to forget who I am completely, and just make my dreams real, even if I know they would fall and break seconds later – I’m not an idiot.

But sometimes I think it would still have to be worth it for just a few seconds of the image in my head:

Jeff pushed against the nearest wall, my body pressed against his, and my fingers wrapped round his wrists, pinning his arms back against the wall to leave him defenceless, his usually smooth and cool exterior broken, both of us feeling the heat and breathing heavy as I move closer still, in the process letting one of his arms go to fist my fingers his hair as I kiss him hard…

Okay I really hope the lighting in this place disguises blushing, otherwise I am walking right now...

Well actually I think I’ll stay in the corner and do nothing for a while…

God this is just really stupid. I’m not supposed to think or feel this way.

I’m supposed to be what I always have been…

What have I always been?…

I’m guessing naïve. And possibly a clumsy moron too…

Well nothing’s changed there then. But I have changed. - I don’t feel like the sweet, innocent saint people take me for anymore…

Or maybe it’s just that I don’t want to feel like that anymore…

But whatever I am, I still make no sense whatsoever, even to myself…

Okay where’s Jeff gone? I take my eyes off him and bimbo girl for a split second and he’s disappeared…

He better not have left me here.

If he has I’ll…I’ll…

Oh there he is. Right in front of me…

Chip you’re an idiot…

An insane one at that.

Okay. I’m smiling and he’s chattering about something, though got no idea what he’s saying over the music.

I shrug and cup my hand to my ear to point that out, though by the volume you’d think it would be obvious, but I guess…

Oh fuck it. I just shivered and whimpered. Please God if you can hear me over this beat thing please tell me I didn’t just shiver and whimper.

Or that Jeff noticed…

Of course he wouldn’t have noticed. It’s pretty dark, and extremely noisy.

No way in hell he could have noticed. Even if he is stood with his arm wrapped round my shoulders and his voice whispering right next to my ear…

Fuck it I bet he noticed.

It’s gotta be 90 degrees in here and I didn’t see a freak cold wind to blame it on either…

Dammit, he’s looking at me as if waiting for an answer and I still haven’t heard a single word he’s said.

I take a chance and nod my head, gaining myself one of those heart melting – Hell, whole body melting smiles as he grabs my hand and pulls me through the crowd, back towards the dance floor.

Hang on, what?

Oh this is bad…

Well okay, it’s also really, really good.

But still bad.

I can’t be so close to Jeff.

Onstage it doesn’t matter, but this isn’t onstage, this is real life, and so far tonight real life is fucking me up pretty badly.

He’s put one arm round my waist now and is once again moving in sync with the rest of the jumping sea, while I stay grounded like a terrified rock…

Oh shit. I just shuddered as he brushed against me. There is no way he couldn’t have missed either the shudder or the other thing he felt…

Oh God I knew it, I see it in his eyes…

What the hell is he thinking?

I need to get out off here…

Oh fuck. He’s grabbed my arm, I don’t want to talk about this, not that we can here thank God…

And now he’s pulling me through the crowd again, towards the exit.

Both a blessing and the path to hell, where everything falls and breaks…

I didn’t even get close to the image in my head…

I’m shivering now, but honestly from the weather as the cold night air hits me like a punch after the smothering heat from the club.

He’s let go of me now, but hasn’t stopped moving. I’m following him, down the side alley now…

I’m gonna get hit aren’t I?…

Maybe not…

He’s leaning against the wall now, hands cupped behind his head as he watches me.

I have no idea what he’s thinking, or what he expects me to say…

I have no idea what I expect me to say either…


It was an accident?

I was thinking about someone else?

I open my mouth but I can’t say any of those. Can’t say anything at all.

All I can think now is how pretty he looks in that position, so close to the picture in my head…

And suddenly I’ve bridged the gap between us, pressing my weight against him as I take hold of his wrists and lift his hands away from his head while I move closer still, grinding my hips against his slightly as I move one hand down to tangle fingers in his hair and push my lips against his.

I think…

I can’t think.

All I can do now is feel…

I can feel me…

I can feel Jeff…

And I feel him kissing back…
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
"Unbetad" my ass...
What was I doing at half past midnight last night then, eh???
*grumble* Ungrateful little...

ANYWAY, yeah, you know I love this (because you friggin well sent it to me to BETA IT!) so...I have nothing to add. Just love. *love*
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
Oh, good thing to say to an English student, honey!
And the reason I didn't mention any spelling/grammer mistake is because there WERE NONE
I didn't see any misuses of 'been' or 'being' at least.
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
I don't know...my feet are feeling a little chilly...
Plus, Mother was nice to me the other day. Hmm...

*goes back to Mahjong Titans game (I'm so addicted)*
From: [identity profile] shandi-mai.livejournal.com
I f*cking love those dinos. I can watch them for hours..giggling :)

From: [identity profile] x-carnivale-x.livejournal.com
I know I'm replying to a comment that's like. A year and a half old, but I don't care. I have to tell you how much I love you for having a Red Dwarf icon. <3.
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
^_^ I shall share the love with yet another RD icon. If you're good, and reply once more, you'll get the third one :)
Oh, and you are also awesome for liking Red Dwarf. Looking forward to the new episodes?
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
Me and my friend (actually, the author of this fic) are trying to get tickets for the live show. Not 100% that'll happen, of course...
From: [identity profile] x-carnivale-x.livejournal.com
That's the best icon ever. Yay, Listy.

As strange as it might be, Rimmer was always my favorite though. :) Even if he was a total smeg head.
From: [identity profile] sess-satan.livejournal.com
Trust me, you're not alone. I've been infatuated with Chris Barrie since I was 13!

Date: 2007-09-19 07:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] o-evil-one.livejournal.com
Nice little fic, I loved how you wrote Chip and the descriptions of Jeff were delicious!
From: [identity profile] shandi-mai.livejournal.com
I LOVE IT! *does a little dance* There's just not enough Jeff and Chip around, so this is fantastic! Aw poor little Chip, i just wanna cuddle him!! And damn Jeff's so hot.

Brilliantly written, left me wanting to track down Chip and Jeff clips on youtube. Damn youtube for getting rid of Green Screen!!

Ooh, i mat do some writing...


Date: 2007-09-19 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theinnuendo.livejournal.com
eee thats so cool, cant get the image of Jeff out of my head now, and the kissing *phew* i will have great dreams tonight :D

Date: 2007-09-20 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sungreen70.livejournal.com
Very nice! I adore Chip/Jeff. I love the way you got inside Chip's head. And I am finding the image of Jeff in a Beatles t-shirt and black coat way hotter than I probably should ;) Anyway, this was a nice angsty piece (with just the right amount of making out, lol). Great work!

Date: 2007-09-24 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-empressar.livejournal.com
The images of Jeff....*drools* OH very nicely portrayed my dear!!! I agree with Shandi darn them for taking down the Chip/Jeff scenes on SuckTube!!!

I just have a new respect for underwear since that ep....*tee hee*

Great Job par usual!!!! Loverly angst!!!

Date: 2007-09-28 05:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-empressar.livejournal.com
Hey, it's okie woman...we're all having our moments at the moment...LOL I've been missing you though:(!! Hope you are doing peaches!!! Let's talk sometime and catch up!!! Take care of yourself:)!!

Date: 2007-09-28 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shotgun-jack.livejournal.com
I meant to comment on this a while back, but I had a critism, so I didn't. But I really want to comment because I'm fond of you and want you to know that I'm reading. ^_^

Oh, first the critisism. And take this lightly, of course, because it's all a matter of personal opinion anyway. But I think you have Chip's personality and Jeff's personality reversed. Chip seems pretty outgoing no matter if he's on stage or off, but Jeff seems like he'd be far more reserved off stage. That is, until it comes to sexuality. There I see Chip as the reserved one and Jeff as the more assured one. Again, personal opinion, it's just the first impression I got while reading this piece.

No way in hell he could have noticed. Even if he is stood with his arm wrapped round my shoulders and his voice whispering right next to my ear…
Fuck it I bet he noticed.
It’s gotta be 90 degrees in here and I didn’t see a freak cold wind to blame it on either…
Dammit, he’s looking at me as if waiting for an answer and I still haven’t heard a single word he’s said.
-- Okay, this? Frickin' adorable. ^_^ And yes, yes, much more Chip than Jeff. Ignore me, I'm blowing smoke out my ass. :P

Okay, done now, and I really like that style. It's different and sweet, and the more I get into it, the more I feel yes, it is very in character. I love all of his wandering thoughts and everything. It's fun to follow and very entertaining. And yes, Jeff is totally yummy. ^_^

Date: 2007-09-29 03:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shotgun-jack.livejournal.com
Then friend me back, woman. ^_^

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