Alien Donut Deliveries

[donutsweeper]

Title: Alien Donut Deliveries
Pairing/Warning/Rating: Jack/John, none, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: John Sheppard knew just what to do
Author's Note:  TW/SGA crossover.  Twelfth in the alien donut crack!fic series.  (And apologies for chickening out and going for the G version here)

It was the need to breathe that finally caused them to end the kiss and split apart. 

“John?  Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Oh yeah.  Look what I had delivered, just in case.”  Sheppard gestured to the platter of food on the table.

“Is that what I think it is?”  Jack asked, pointing to the dessert.

Sheppard merely grinned wickedly and nodded.

“Donuts.”

Sheppard nodded again.

“And you got them... from the mess hall?” 

Sheppard shook his head.

Jack’s eyes sparkled.  “Why Colonel, are you asking me out for dinner?”

Sheppard laughed, “Dinner and donuts.”

“Even better.”

Comments

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

great, something else for me to apologize for....

[rustydog.livejournal.com]

No way! Because one of these days, they're going to serve donuts at a faculty meeting, and everyone's going to be chowing down, and I'm going to be having fits trying not to giggle. And that will make the whole painful meeting worth it. :)

[donutsweeper.livejournal.com]

Anything I can do to help others survive meetings!