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myficsTitle: My Most Favorite Brown Bear
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crystallekil
Fandom: Scrubs
Pairing: JD/Turk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435
PROMPT: "Touch" - Clay Aiken
yes, I've been thinking about you
I've imagined the feel of your body and how it will be when we move
“Are you having a gay moment?” Turk asks.
JD looks up from Turk’s crotch and shakes his head ‘no’.
How does he always know me so well? Maybe because he’s my most favorite Brown Bear.
…what if he were a real brown bear?
A large brown bear with Turk’s face stalks towards JD. He screams and runs away, shouting, “Figurative is better! Figurative Brown Bear is definitely better! Ahhhhhhh! Help!”
“Yes you were,” Turk replies. “And just now, you were imagining what it would be like if I were a real brown bear.”
“You tried to eat me,” JD says sadly.
Turk shakes his head.
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?” Turk asks, taking a sip of his beer and setting it back down on the table.
“Know what I’m thinking.”
“I just know you.”
“What am I thinking right now, then?”
He’ll never guess! I’m too slick for him. Kittens. He will never guess that I’m thinking about kittens.
I had a tabby once, when I was a kid. It was a stray and I hid it in my bedroom, and then Dan found out and told mom and she made me give it away to a shelter. I miss Mrs. Wiskerson.
“Mrs. Wiskerson,” Turk says casually.
“Okay, what about now?” JD asks, quickly switching his brain to a new topic.
“What it would be like if Elliot and Carla somehow combined into one giant super nurse-doctor-hot-chick,” Turk says easily.
“Could you imagine Elliot’s face with Carla’s rack?”
Turk smiles and nods. “Told ya.”
“Okay, fine, Mr. Know-It-All. I’m going to think of the craziest thing ever. See if you can guess now.”
Turk studies JD’s face for a moment, and JD twitches under his studying glare.
Then Turk does something that causes JD to forget about thinking altogether.
He kisses him.
Turk leans away with a self-satisfied grin. “You were thinking about what it would be like to kiss me. And actually remember it this time,” he says confidently.
“No, I wasn’t,” JD says insistently. “I was thinking about what would happen if Sacred Heart turned into a circus for a day. Doctor Cox was the clown.”
“And what was I?”
“You were the lion tamer.”
“Oh, sure, send the black man into the cage with the man-eating death machine.”
JD laughs, then the room falls silent.
“You have thought about it, though, haven’t you?” Turk asks.
JD shrugs, takes a sip of his beer.
“I knew it,” Turk says with a grin.
“I’m having a very gay day,” JD says by way of explanation.
Turk shrugs back, and smiles.
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crystallekilFandom: Scrubs
Pairing: JD/Turk
Rating: PG
Word Count: 435
PROMPT: "Touch" - Clay Aiken
yes, I've been thinking about you
I've imagined the feel of your body and how it will be when we move
“Are you having a gay moment?” Turk asks.
JD looks up from Turk’s crotch and shakes his head ‘no’.
How does he always know me so well? Maybe because he’s my most favorite Brown Bear.
…what if he were a real brown bear?
A large brown bear with Turk’s face stalks towards JD. He screams and runs away, shouting, “Figurative is better! Figurative Brown Bear is definitely better! Ahhhhhhh! Help!”
“Yes you were,” Turk replies. “And just now, you were imagining what it would be like if I were a real brown bear.”
“You tried to eat me,” JD says sadly.
Turk shakes his head.
“How do you do that?”
“Do what?” Turk asks, taking a sip of his beer and setting it back down on the table.
“Know what I’m thinking.”
“I just know you.”
“What am I thinking right now, then?”
He’ll never guess! I’m too slick for him. Kittens. He will never guess that I’m thinking about kittens.
I had a tabby once, when I was a kid. It was a stray and I hid it in my bedroom, and then Dan found out and told mom and she made me give it away to a shelter. I miss Mrs. Wiskerson.
“Mrs. Wiskerson,” Turk says casually.
“Okay, what about now?” JD asks, quickly switching his brain to a new topic.
“What it would be like if Elliot and Carla somehow combined into one giant super nurse-doctor-hot-chick,” Turk says easily.
“Could you imagine Elliot’s face with Carla’s rack?”
Turk smiles and nods. “Told ya.”
“Okay, fine, Mr. Know-It-All. I’m going to think of the craziest thing ever. See if you can guess now.”
Turk studies JD’s face for a moment, and JD twitches under his studying glare.
Then Turk does something that causes JD to forget about thinking altogether.
He kisses him.
Turk leans away with a self-satisfied grin. “You were thinking about what it would be like to kiss me. And actually remember it this time,” he says confidently.
“No, I wasn’t,” JD says insistently. “I was thinking about what would happen if Sacred Heart turned into a circus for a day. Doctor Cox was the clown.”
“And what was I?”
“You were the lion tamer.”
“Oh, sure, send the black man into the cage with the man-eating death machine.”
JD laughs, then the room falls silent.
“You have thought about it, though, haven’t you?” Turk asks.
JD shrugs, takes a sip of his beer.
“I knew it,” Turk says with a grin.
“I’m having a very gay day,” JD says by way of explanation.
Turk shrugs back, and smiles.
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Date: 2007-02-21 12:24 am (UTC)This could go on awhile. HEH. That song is so wonderful.
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Date: 2007-02-21 07:52 pm (UTC)“I’m having a very gay day,” Lol!(:
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