#I know what kind of snippet your randy motherfuckers were after

[middlingmay]

Last Line Tag

Thanks @joeyalohadream @wwasted @amiserableseriesofevents and @soliloquy-dawn for the tags. Your snippets!

I was trying so hard to resist posting another TODCL snippet before the chapter goes up, but I have been nose deep in patient letters today and need a palate cleanser.

Brady looked Ken up and down. “Look at that. You really are a mauve.” “Kenny, are you fucking kidding me right now? Judy? You’ve been seeing Judy?” John’s voice rang from the next room, getting closer. “Is that Judy’s date?” Curt stared at Ken with mischief in his eyes and his chin in his hand. “It sure is.” Benny jerked, moved, like he wanted to step out in front of Kenny, maybe hide him from view for a few seconds longer and delay the inevitable. But Brady stopped him with two fingers against his chest and a shake of his head. “Are you dumb?” John had taken off his leather at some point. He was wearing short sleeves tonight, one of his smaller shirts that showed off the breadth of him. And whilst the curling heat in Gale’s belly knew it was for him, he didn't doubt that John enjoyed its added benefit of aiding any little ploy of intimidation he’d hoped to aim at Judy’s date. “Kenny?” John’s brow furrowed and he tilted his head on the question. “What are you doing here? You need a ride or something?” Bucky, Gale knew, had a talent for being obtuse on purpose when he wanted to be; a way of wriggling out of dealing with something he didn’t want to. And he was tapping the wells of that talent now. They all knew damn well why Kenny was here. But to his credit, Kenny didn’t balk. “I’m here to pick up Judy.” He waved the clear box containing the corsage around. “For the dance.”

No pressure tagging @rambleonwaywardson @faegoddessog and @heretoobsessstuff :)