Author:
Villemo
Disclaimer:
Not mine. Be nice, don't sue.
Summary: More silliness. Yes dear no dear I really don't care dear. Jack
worries and whines. Sam explains and consoles. Aren't they just too
cute together.
AN:
Established SJ relationship. Totally random as always, but hope you
like :)
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Superficial
considerations
He
stood by the mirror in his hallway,
experimentally patting his
stomach,
before he sighed,
scrunching up his face.
Yup, it
was as he had feared and suspected,
happiness was making him
fat.
Ever since Sam had moved in with him
it had been one
feast after another.
Not that she cooked,
oh no,
but she was
an expert orderer,
and the orders usually consisted of pizza with
tons of cheese
or greasy chinese takeout.
"Jack, stop
looking at yourself in the mirror,"
came a disembodied voice
from the kitchen.
He startled,
looking around,
how could
she-
"I can hear you patting your stomach" she said.
He
looked down at his once fabulously flat stomach...
not that he'd
cared much when he'd had it,
it had kinda just been there,
one
of the perks of the strict workout-routine he followed while in the
military he guessed,
but now...
He straightened up and looked
at himself in the mirror again,
juust as she came around the
corner from the kitchen.
She laughed.
"Jack..."
"What?"
he
said defensively
"I wasn't…"
"Yes, you
were"
"Okay, so maybe I-
but Sam,
I'm getting
fat!"
he whined,
in that adorable way of his,
or at
least he tried making it as adorable as possible...
She
smirked
"You're not fat, Jack."
"Well, not yet
maybe, but I'm getting there!"
she sighed
"You know,
I really couldn't care less."
He looked at her
"What?"
"I
don't care how you look Jack."
He stared at her,
"You
could look like a freakin rhino to me
and I still wouldn't care"
she exclaimed
He feigned hurt.
"Are you saying I look like
a rhino?"
a mock sad expression on his face
she
laughed
"No Jack,
I'm saying that no matter how you
look,
now matter how "fat" you get"
she made
quotes in the air, clearly suppressing the urge to roll her
eyes,
"it'll never make me love you any less!"
"It's
not like I fell in love with you because of your looks..." she
trailed off.
"You didn't?"
He looked shocked.
"Well,
it was certainly a perk but,
no."
Hmm, this certainly
explained why she still wanted to be with him as he got greyer and
greyer and she just more beautiful...
"Really?" he said,
unsure whether to be disappointed or happy with this piece of
news.
She smiled.
"Really."
The latter he
decided.
"Well in that case-
give me some of that,"
he
said, reaching forward to grab the slice of pizza she held in her
hand.
"Ooh no you don't,"
she said, sprinting into
the living room,
jumping over several pieces of furniture in the
process.
When he finally caught up with her she had already
digested half the pizza,
making him promptly confiscate what was
left.
Strangely she acquiesced without a fight,
and they both
sank down on the coach together,
him happily nibbling on the
stolen goods,
as a frown came across her face
and she quickly
turned to stare at him.
"Wait! Does this mean-
you
only like me
for my looks?"
He looked at her,
a smirk forming,
before
he shrugged, and dug into his pizza again.
"Jaack!"
Wouldn't
want her to get too cocky now would we…
;P
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I have to say, I think Jack (RDA) is absolutely gorgeous, especially as he got older (although I probably had a mini crush on him already as MacGyver), so this fic is in no way intended to question that, at all, obviously :p Yum.
Let me what you think :)