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stargateficrecShow: SGA
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: M/M
Warnings: Nil
Author on DW:unamaga
Author's Website: see the AO3
Link: Stars of Track and Field on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is a High School AU where John's the new kid in school, a track star, and baffling to Rodney who can't figure out why he's befriended him. It's cute and romantic! There's some very hot porn in the second fic in the series, set a bit later when they're in college. But it's the initial fic that's really the AU, and a lot of fun it is, too.
The thing of it was, Rodney saw who John was chumming it up with during practice – all the most popular guys, the prettiest girls. He figured that once John had time to realize who exactly Rodney was in terms of social status, he wouldn’t want to have anything to do with Rodney ever again. Most kids in the popular clique stuck together, and to be seen with a geek like Rodney was almost tantamount to social suicide.
Which was why he was so surprised when John found him in the cafeteria on Monday, sliding into the booth across from him with a tray in each hand and a rucksack thrown over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Rodney hissed.
John arched an eyebrow and looked down at his tray pointedly. “Eating?” When Rodney made a spitting, furious sound like a cat, John continued, “What? The rest of the place is filled up. You can stand me for half an hour.”
“It’s not – it’s not that,” Rodney said, because John had to know, “but what if your friends see?”
John looked genuinely curious when he asked, “What friends?” his nails digging into the skin of a banana and prying it open. He bit a hunk out of the top and set it back down on his tray, already going for his plastic container of pasta and meatballs.
Momentarily diverted, Rodney said, “How can you possibly eat that much? I can’t even eat that much.”
“I burn a lot of energy,” John answered, or at least that was what Rodney thought he had answered, because John’s mouth was full of food and it came out more like, “Ah urh nala aff nlergy,” and, really, it was all very unflattering.
“Maybe you should swallow,” Rodney advised dubiously.
Rec Category: Alternate Universe
Characters: Rodney McKay/John Sheppard
Categories: M/M
Warnings: Nil
Author on DW:
unamaga Author's Website: see the AO3
Link: Stars of Track and Field on AO3
Why This Must Be Read: This is a High School AU where John's the new kid in school, a track star, and baffling to Rodney who can't figure out why he's befriended him. It's cute and romantic! There's some very hot porn in the second fic in the series, set a bit later when they're in college. But it's the initial fic that's really the AU, and a lot of fun it is, too.
The thing of it was, Rodney saw who John was chumming it up with during practice – all the most popular guys, the prettiest girls. He figured that once John had time to realize who exactly Rodney was in terms of social status, he wouldn’t want to have anything to do with Rodney ever again. Most kids in the popular clique stuck together, and to be seen with a geek like Rodney was almost tantamount to social suicide.
Which was why he was so surprised when John found him in the cafeteria on Monday, sliding into the booth across from him with a tray in each hand and a rucksack thrown over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Rodney hissed.
John arched an eyebrow and looked down at his tray pointedly. “Eating?” When Rodney made a spitting, furious sound like a cat, John continued, “What? The rest of the place is filled up. You can stand me for half an hour.”
“It’s not – it’s not that,” Rodney said, because John had to know, “but what if your friends see?”
John looked genuinely curious when he asked, “What friends?” his nails digging into the skin of a banana and prying it open. He bit a hunk out of the top and set it back down on his tray, already going for his plastic container of pasta and meatballs.
Momentarily diverted, Rodney said, “How can you possibly eat that much? I can’t even eat that much.”
“I burn a lot of energy,” John answered, or at least that was what Rodney thought he had answered, because John’s mouth was full of food and it came out more like, “Ah urh nala aff nlergy,” and, really, it was all very unflattering.
“Maybe you should swallow,” Rodney advised dubiously.
