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Title: Nobody wins
Fandom: 30 Seconds To Mars
Pairing(s): Jared Leto / Tomo Milicevic
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: ... these are the lies I have created
Word Count: 200
Prompt: #236 - Win
Jared stared at the bottom of the bunk above him. He could hear Tomo moving around, trying to get comfortable in the narrow bed, rolling from his back to his side, his side to his stomach. He always had trouble getting settled, something that seemed easier when Jared was sleeping next to him. It never mattered how big or small the bed was either, they just seemed to fit together and help each other drift off with only the closeness and warmth of their bodies.
And they should have been in the same bed tonight, too, had Jared not started an argument about something unimportant just before they’d crawled in, an argument he’d won, of course. He always won, and not just when Tomo let him win, which he did on occasion just to shut Jared up. The answers and rebuttals just always flowed smoother from him than they did from Tomo, and that wasn’t to say that Tomo was stupid, it just meant their brains worked differently.
Jared rolled to his side, hugging his pillow tightly to his chest and listening to Tomo shift restlessly. Winning didn’t really seem so important when it meant having a lonely, sleepless night.
Fandom: 30 Seconds To Mars
Pairing(s): Jared Leto / Tomo Milicevic
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: ... these are the lies I have created
Word Count: 200
Prompt: #236 - Win
Jared stared at the bottom of the bunk above him. He could hear Tomo moving around, trying to get comfortable in the narrow bed, rolling from his back to his side, his side to his stomach. He always had trouble getting settled, something that seemed easier when Jared was sleeping next to him. It never mattered how big or small the bed was either, they just seemed to fit together and help each other drift off with only the closeness and warmth of their bodies.
And they should have been in the same bed tonight, too, had Jared not started an argument about something unimportant just before they’d crawled in, an argument he’d won, of course. He always won, and not just when Tomo let him win, which he did on occasion just to shut Jared up. The answers and rebuttals just always flowed smoother from him than they did from Tomo, and that wasn’t to say that Tomo was stupid, it just meant their brains worked differently.
Jared rolled to his side, hugging his pillow tightly to his chest and listening to Tomo shift restlessly. Winning didn’t really seem so important when it meant having a lonely, sleepless night.