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19 October 2008 @ 11:51 am
i have no rock moves  
It was my BFF's twenty-first birthday party last night. While I had an all right time - for a socially avoidant freak - I remain amazed that people can do this on a regular basis. My head is swimming, my feet were attacked by razorblades while I wasn't looking, and I ate a packet of Oreos for breakfast. Ugh.

There's something about WIPs going around? This is my only WIP: Doctor AU.

For such a tiny hospital, the doctor's mess was huge. People were dotted around in twos and threes, hidden by sprawling fake palms and shadowed by huge, ugly abstract paintings.

One was an angry slash of red paint across a four-foot square canvas. And that was all. Although Brendon was amazed, yet again, that people got paid for doing things like that, his attention was easily distracted by the guy sitting right beneath it. He was wearing blue scrubs, which meant surgery, and a burgundy scrub cap emblazoned with gold birds, which meant surgeon. He was also wearing a string of wooden beads around his wrist: big, chunky ones. He had surgeon's hands too: long, spindly fingers. They were currently ripping apart an orange.

Brendon ignored the sudden spike of his heartrate in favour of grabbing a handful of cutlery. He overestimated his reach, though, and a shower of forks went clattering to the ground. Brendon set aside his tray and crouched down to scoop them up. One of them had weaselled itself right under the rack. His knees clicked when he finally straightened.

The surgeon was staring at him. Brendon gave him a 'what can you do' face and got, in return, the most freezing glare Brendon had ever had the honour of receiving. He even patted the drawstring of his scrubs to check that they hadn't fallen down or something equally offensive.

He made his way over to a sunny corner table, where Audrey, Keltie, Greta and Jon were already tucking into their lunch.

"Do I have something on my face?" he asked anxiously.

"Your nose," offered Jon. Audrey elbowed him.

"You don't, sweetie, why?"

"Nothing, it's just -" Brendon glanced over to the surgeon's table. Another guy was sitting with him now, in matching blue scrubs but with a headband instead of a cap.

"Did Ross say something?" Audrey made a face.

"No, he just sent me this glare, you know? I thought I'd accidentally killed his pet fork."

"Ross is like that with everyone," said Audrey. "Even when he was dating Keltie -"

"I thought we agreed never to speak of it," said Keltie, shuddering.

"The only person he talks to is Spencer." Audrey twisted around. Ross caught them looking and his face went dark. Brendon hurriedly sat down, to be out of Ross' line of sight. "Yup, there he is. Spencer's just quiet, he's not a total bitch like Ross. Stay out of his way if you can."

"Surgeons don't mix with us ordinary doctors, are you kidding?" said Brendon. But he glanced over more than once before the meal was over, strangely drawn by the thin hunched shoulders and the dark curls escaping from the ridiculous cap.

And that's all the world'll ever see, probably. AND A GOOD THING TOO.
Current Mood: tiredtired: cutely appropriate mood
Current Music: in this city (iglu and hartley)
girl; obsessed: bandom - ryan and spencercomplications_g on October 19th, 2008 12:50 pm (UTC)
Doctor AU! Ryan the bitchy!surgeon, oh so awesome.

It will be pined for.


Edited at 2008-10-19 12:51 pm (UTC)
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Bands: PATD Ryan makeupscoradh on October 19th, 2008 08:20 pm (UTC)
It was started before I had daily contact with surgeons ... while Ryan might fit right in, it's not really something I want to relive!
(Anonymous) on October 19th, 2008 02:36 pm (UTC)
hey, i'm lurker #514 or something....just had to say that i never realized how badly i needed some surgeon!ryan au until right now. so the world never seeing any more of this fic is kind of a bad thing for me at this point. i won't spam+torture you about it, but please don't give up on your wip just yet :)
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Bands: Cobra Ryland floweryscoradh on October 19th, 2008 08:21 pm (UTC)
Nah, I won't give up on it, but god knows when I'll have three days to just sit down and write. Siiiigh. This is what actually being IN surgery does for my mad writing skills.
Kat: bandom - brendon smilingkyasuriin on October 19th, 2008 05:21 pm (UTC)

hee *luffs* I'm looking forward to that one! For some reason I read 'Doctor' as Doctor Who and then I thought you were writing Doctor Who fic and was confused what Brendon was doing there. And then, yes, figured it out. phew! :D
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: bands: PATD: Brendon Urie knows who he iscoradh on October 19th, 2008 08:22 pm (UTC)
I'm sure Brendon would make an awesome Doctor Who! Not that I know the first thing about it, mind you. ;D
Blindmouse: Ryan/Brendonblindmouse on October 19th, 2008 11:15 pm (UTC)
"No, he just sent me this glare, you know? I thought I'd accidentally killed his pet fork."

Lol. I hope this is not all the world ever sees :-)
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Art: Bookishscoradh on October 20th, 2008 08:39 pm (UTC)
Let me get the boarding school AU off the ground first, then we'll see...
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every Starbucks should have a polar bear: bands: PATD: Ryan's geetarscoradh on October 21st, 2008 10:20 pm (UTC)