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cinderlilyTitle: perfectly imperfect
Pairing: Luke Snyder/Dr. Reid Oliver
Rating: PG
Summary: Reid is really bad with dates. (Silly fluff)
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schmoop_bingo. No real spoilers from this last week as I was in Chicago and am playing catch up, mostly this is just future fluffy fic. ;) Given the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
openice seal of approval and a beta by reevolutions. All mistakes are mine.
The day had started out pretty well. He had performed a surgery that went above even his own expectations. He’d gotten a surprise lunch visit from an exceptionally cheery Katie, who’d brought him a sandwich, the size of his own head and kept the comments to herself for once.
Reid counted all of it as a collective win and figured he would top it off with a beer and his boyfriend. It would have been perfect.
Except Luke showed up at work dressed like they were going on a date and he hadn’t actually remembered if they had one planned. Then he handed Reid a suit and winked at him, which was just disconcerting, and he started to get the sinking feeling that he forgot something. (This was never a good thing.)
Luke led him to his car, all the while babbling happily about the day's events like he always did and Reid wracked his brain. No dinners, meetings nor dates sprang to mind, but that really didn’t say much. As they got onto the highway headed towards Chicago (crap, what was in Chicago?) he tried texting Katie but then she wouldn’t answer and some best friend she turned out to be.
The radio was playing classical music, a piece he really enjoyed actually, and wasn’t it just Luke’s great way to make him feel guiltier through music.
He bit the bullet, flicking off the radio. “I’m sorry.”
“Wha?” Luke looked down at where Reid was still pressing the off button. “It’s just background music, change it to whatever you want.”
“Not the…” Reid rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t talking about the music.”
Luke cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Look, I’ve run through the list and I give up. Our anniversary… thing… was in July when you took me to that awful restaurant with quarter sized portions at ridiculous prices…”
Luke broke in. “That was a five star restaurant, Reid. And we went to Al’s after…”
“Whatever. Your birthday is in May, your mom made that meatloaf and Emma made pie. We’re done with Christmas, New Years and Valentine’s Day, thankfully. So just tell me what I forgot this time and what the guilt time frame is.”
Luke had his head turned to check the traffic, covering Reid’s chance of getting a look at his reaction. He was tense, a bit on edge. He’d warned Luke about his lack of a romance bone but always seemed to feel guilty when he messed it up. (It was the his damn earnest eyes, the ones that always seemed to make his stomach tense and remove his usual abundance of common sense.)
“Reid,” Luke turned back to reveal an amused smile. “It’s March.”
“You’re in recovery,” he chided, getting enough balance back to put on his game face. “I refuse to enable you by celebrating St. Patrick’s Day.”
Luke sighed. “That’s next week. Well, in nine days. Today is March 8th. Ring a bell?”
He blinked. “Wait, March 8th?”
“Yeah,” Luke reached a hand out and rubbed at the back of his neck. If he was ever asked, Reid would call the massage condescending and a little annoying but as always he leaned a little into the touch. “No guilt time frames for your own birthday.”
“… I told you I was bad with dates?”
Pairing: Luke Snyder/Dr. Reid Oliver
Rating: PG
Summary: Reid is really bad with dates. (Silly fluff)
Author's Notes: Written for
schmoop_bingo. No real spoilers from this last week as I was in Chicago and am playing catch up, mostly this is just future fluffy fic. ;) Given the openice seal of approval and a beta by reevolutions. All mistakes are mine. The day had started out pretty well. He had performed a surgery that went above even his own expectations. He’d gotten a surprise lunch visit from an exceptionally cheery Katie, who’d brought him a sandwich, the size of his own head and kept the comments to herself for once.
Reid counted all of it as a collective win and figured he would top it off with a beer and his boyfriend. It would have been perfect.
Except Luke showed up at work dressed like they were going on a date and he hadn’t actually remembered if they had one planned. Then he handed Reid a suit and winked at him, which was just disconcerting, and he started to get the sinking feeling that he forgot something. (This was never a good thing.)
Luke led him to his car, all the while babbling happily about the day's events like he always did and Reid wracked his brain. No dinners, meetings nor dates sprang to mind, but that really didn’t say much. As they got onto the highway headed towards Chicago (crap, what was in Chicago?) he tried texting Katie but then she wouldn’t answer and some best friend she turned out to be.
The radio was playing classical music, a piece he really enjoyed actually, and wasn’t it just Luke’s great way to make him feel guiltier through music.
He bit the bullet, flicking off the radio. “I’m sorry.”
“Wha?” Luke looked down at where Reid was still pressing the off button. “It’s just background music, change it to whatever you want.”
“Not the…” Reid rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t talking about the music.”
Luke cocked an eyebrow at him.
“Look, I’ve run through the list and I give up. Our anniversary… thing… was in July when you took me to that awful restaurant with quarter sized portions at ridiculous prices…”
Luke broke in. “That was a five star restaurant, Reid. And we went to Al’s after…”
“Whatever. Your birthday is in May, your mom made that meatloaf and Emma made pie. We’re done with Christmas, New Years and Valentine’s Day, thankfully. So just tell me what I forgot this time and what the guilt time frame is.”
Luke had his head turned to check the traffic, covering Reid’s chance of getting a look at his reaction. He was tense, a bit on edge. He’d warned Luke about his lack of a romance bone but always seemed to feel guilty when he messed it up. (It was the his damn earnest eyes, the ones that always seemed to make his stomach tense and remove his usual abundance of common sense.)
“Reid,” Luke turned back to reveal an amused smile. “It’s March.”
“You’re in recovery,” he chided, getting enough balance back to put on his game face. “I refuse to enable you by celebrating St. Patrick’s Day.”
Luke sighed. “That’s next week. Well, in nine days. Today is March 8th. Ring a bell?”
He blinked. “Wait, March 8th?”
“Yeah,” Luke reached a hand out and rubbed at the back of his neck. If he was ever asked, Reid would call the massage condescending and a little annoying but as always he leaned a little into the touch. “No guilt time frames for your own birthday.”
“… I told you I was bad with dates?”
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Date: 2010-08-14 05:37 am (UTC)Thank you! :)
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Date: 2010-08-14 05:39 am (UTC)Thank you so much!
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Date: 2010-08-14 05:40 am (UTC)Glad you liked it. :D
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Date: 2010-08-14 05:49 am (UTC)LOL!!!!! this was genius
im soooo in love with this fic...reid forgot is own birthday!! lol..u made my morning! thanks
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Date: 2010-08-14 11:50 pm (UTC)I was going to have him forget Luke's, but really... Forgetting his own birthday is ... just him to me. :) I'm glad it translated!
Thank you. <3
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Date: 2010-08-14 06:58 am (UTC)Also, I love how Reid remembers all the anniversaries by the food, that's brilliant.
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Date: 2010-08-14 11:54 pm (UTC)So my face is :DDDD too! Thank you! ♥
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Date: 2010-08-14 11:55 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked it! Thank you!
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Date: 2010-08-14 08:07 am (UTC)Had a hard time getting past this sentence: it's so pure win.
Really nice story!
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Date: 2010-08-14 11:58 pm (UTC)Thank you. ♥
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Date: 2010-08-14 09:24 am (UTC)I can totally picture Reid forgetting about his own birthday but actually remembering Luke's.
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:01 am (UTC)♥
THANK YOU!
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Date: 2010-08-14 01:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-08-15 12:07 am (UTC)Yeah, Reid seems like he could tell you all the good places to eat on campus wayyyy before he could tell you where the parties were. ;)
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Date: 2010-08-14 01:16 pm (UTC)He’d gotten a surprise lunch visit from an exceptionally cheery Katie, who’d brought him a sandwich, the size of his own head and kept the comments to herself for once.
Katie was there for his birthday! LOL!
Love how he remembers everything by the food! Fantastic!!! One tiny thing:
“Whatever. Your birthday is in August, your mom made that meatloaf and Emma made pie.
Luke was actually born in May on the show. I only point this out since you went to the trouble of making Reid a Pisces. Otherwise, I'd just not mention it.
“That was a five star restaurant, Reid. And we went to Al’s after…”
There is just so much awesome about that exchange. Like I loved Reid's comment and Luke's reply, and the fact that they went to Als, and that Reid knew it was for their anniversary thing. LOL!
(It was the his damn earnest eyes, the ones that always seemed to make his stomach tense and remove his usual abundance of common sense.)
TRUE FAX!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Loved this ever so! Absolutely charming!!
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:11 am (UTC)Thanks for catching the birthday, I don't remember where I got that he was born in August? For some reason it was just in my head? I don't know. But thanks for the catch! :D
And I'm a total anti-high end restaurants because.. I don't like the fact that you're supposed to eat this stuff that generally isn't that much better and you pay SO MUCH. So I kind of love that Luke tried to be all fancy and then they both were like, "Um. Al's?" :)
But seriously. THANK YOU. :D You made me grin like a fool. ♥
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Date: 2010-08-14 01:31 pm (UTC)Love it!
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:14 am (UTC)(And yes, I get all dorky sad thinking about who Reid was before this. Lonely and stubborn but brilliant.)
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:22 am (UTC)And : Just the perfect amount of everyday domestic life with humour thrown in. :)?
Probably the best compliment I could ever want. Thank you so much!
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Date: 2010-08-14 02:24 pm (UTC)And Katie showing up - aww!
I love how Reid forgot his own birthday. Maybe he was never given enough food on his past birthdays to remember the occasion. That's how he seems to remember other occasions.
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:24 am (UTC)Thank you for reading! :D
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:27 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:30 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2010-08-15 12:32 am (UTC)Thank you, by the way. :D
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