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Monday - Food, Glorious Food

Gooooood morning/afternoon/evening/whenever you're reading this, ladies and germs. I’m your host for this week writinchica2k, and I call today's theme "Food, Glorious Food". Prompts can be anything related to food: preparation of, consumption of, memories connected to, a lack thereof- maybe even your favorite characters enjoying some candy today :p

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the spoiler cut.
If there are possible triggers in your story, please warn for them in the subject line!

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ any apocalypse-based fandom, any, finding a vegetable garden
+ Marvel Universe, Tony Stark, it's not officially morning until my third cup of coffee
+ Calvin & Hobbes, Calvin (+Hobbes), Halloween candy hierarchy

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Oct. 31st, 2016 12:40 pm (UTC)
Any, any male/any male, Courting via special food gifts
Dec. 16th, 2016 06:50 pm (UTC)
Fill 1/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Dr. Jackson looked completely non-plussed when he answered his door.

Evan pasted on his brightest, sweetest smile, and held out the bag of coffee, the finest Kona blend he’d been able to find in the city on short notice.

Dr. Jackson stared at the bag. “What is this?”

“An apology, Doctor,” Evan said. “For everything that happened with the Unas. I know you spent a long time writing the protocol for when offworld teams come across artefacts, and that the protocol was written for an important reason, and I’m sorry I disregarded it.”

Dr. Jackson eyed Evan, and he forced himself to remain calm and not waver. “You were just following orders, Major.”

“Orders I knew contravened SGC policy.”

“Orders are orders. I know how the military works.”

Evan swallowed hard. “That’s not how the SGC is supposed to work. I’m sorry.”

Dr. Jackson studied Evan for a long moment. “I’m sorry, too. About Lieutenant Ritter.”

Evan flashed back to that moment when he and Teal’c found Ritter’s body. “Thank you, Doctor.”

“So, you’re bringing me coffee to apologize?”

Evan nodded.

“I’m not your teacher, you know. You don’t have to bring me an apple to get in my good graces.”

“I know I don’t have to, Doc.”

“Most soldiers don’t even apologize.”

Colonel O’Neill, he meant. Their infamous arguments about science versus military were legendary on base and had, for good or ill, set the patterns for how the scientists and soldiers worked together, which was, as the Unas situation demonstrated, not very well some of the time.

“I didn’t join the Air Force and the SGC to be most soldiers.”

Dr. Jackson pursed his lips thoughtfully, and damn, but he had a lovely mouth.

Evan derailed that train of thought before he could take it any further.

“That is a really fine blend of coffee.”

“Only the best for you.” Evan waggled the back enticingly.

Dr. Jackson eyed him once more, then accepted the bag. “Apology accepted, Major Lorne.” And he closed the door abruptly in Evan’s face.

Well, it was better than nothing.

Evan turned and headed back to his car.

The next time he saw Dr. Jackson on base, he smiled and waved, but Jackson just looked at him askance and went on his way.

Apology accepted, but grudgingly, then.

Evan really didn’t want to be like every other soldier in the Air Force or the SGC, who disrespected the scientists and disregarded all non-military protocol. The SGC was different, and that was why Evan had volunteered for it.

So he started his Like Evan campaign. All it took was a pan extra-gooey brownies to Marcy in personnel to let her have a look at Jackson’s file. He’d grown up in foster care, mostly in New York, he’d gone to college in Chicago, but before that he’d grown up all over the world, at his parents’ archaeological digs. Evan brought a plate of homemade green tea mochi to Dr. Naoe, one of the computer scientists who was a hacker for fun in his spare time, and he had Dr. Naoe look up Jackson’s credit card receipts.

Jackson liked all kinds of international and ethnic foods. Evan had never met a recipe he couldn’t make.

He started small. Baklava. Tiramisu. Red bean steam buns. Green tea mochi. Moon cakes. Sweet treats left on Jackson’s desk right before he sat down to write an AAR after his latest off-world mission.

He inquired with the SFs who were posted down the archaeology corridor and found out that while Daniel was a connoisseur of coffee, he preferred savory treats, so Evan moved on to bamia and koshaf and other Egyptian dishes that Jackson might have had while growing up.

Evan knew his plan was working when Jackson actually nodded at him the next time they passed in the hallway, after a particularly judicious application of cream cheese wontons, and he spent the rest of the day feeling like he was walking on air. Evan made sure he was never in Jackson’s office when Jackson found the treats, but Jackson, like Evan, had his ways of finding things out on base, and one day Jackson even smiled at him. It was quite possibly the best day ever.
Dec. 16th, 2016 06:51 pm (UTC)
Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
After a couple of months, Evan merited the occasional wave and, “Hey, Major,” when he passed Jackson in the halls of the SGC, and he figured he was well and truly forgiven and maybe even liked.

And then he noticed how Jackson was always yawning, nearly falling asleep on his breakfast in the mess hall, and he went hunting for another fine blend of coffee.

He was just depositing it on Jackson’s desk when Jackson stepped in.

Evan froze, like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar.

Jackson paused in the doorway, eyebrows raised.

“Well, this is a bit awkward,” Jackson said. “I mean, I knew it was you pretty early on, but we have a thing going, and it involves us never being in here at the same time. Coffee, though? You’ve already done that.”

“I noticed you seem tired,” Evan offered.

“You noticed,” Dr. Jackson echoed.

Evan nodded.

Jackson stepped all the way into the office and closed the door. The sound of it was strangely ominous.

“You know, Major, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you were trying to woo me with all of this food. It’s very appreciated but really unnecessary. I know you learned from what happened with the Unas. You’re a fine officer. You don’t have to keep doing it.”

“I wouldn’t say woo,” Evan began.

Jackson smiled mildly. “Like I said during our first conversation, I know how the military works.”

Evan blinked, processing the implication in that statement, and then Jackson crossed the office, curled his hand at the nape of Evan’s neck, and kissed him.

Oh. Oh.

It had been so long since Evan had been kissed by a man, broad warm hands on his body, a firm, flat chest pressed against his, the sharp masculine scent of his skin. Evan moaned into the kiss, Jackson’s tongue flicking artfully against his, and Evan realized Jackson was right. Evan had been wooing him.

Except - wait. They were in Jackson’s office. On a military base.

Evan pulled back. “Doc -”

“Under the circumstances, I think it would be all right for you to call me Daniel.”

Evan took a shuddering breath. “Daniel -”

“I know how the military works. I can be discreet.” Daniel gazed down at Evan, and how had Evan never realized how tall the man was?

He felt a little dizzy. “But you don’t need to be discreet, not with a civilian. That’s not fair to you.”

“I’m an adult; I can decide what’s fair for me.” Daniel was rubbing his thumb absently at the base of Evan’s skull, the affection unconscious. Evan wanted to close his eyes and revel in the sensation. “You’ve been watching me and studying me, and pretty thoroughly at that. Perhaps so thoroughly that you didn’t notice me watching you right back. I like what I see, Major Lorne.”

“Evan. My name is Evan.”

“I like what I see, Evan. And if you’re interested, I’d like to see some more.” Daniel looked Evan up and down pointedly, and Evan felt himself blush.

“I - that would be great, Daniel.”

“Good. Now, I’m sure you can figure out my phone number. Call me sometime, and maybe I’ll cook for you.”

Evan nodded. “Sounds wonderful.”

“Now you’d better go, Major Lorne, before someone thinks I’ve murdered you in a fit of scientific indignation.”

Evan stepped back, smoothed down his uniform and hair. “Noted, Dr. Jackson. Enjoy the coffee.”

Jackson reached out, smoothed his thumb over Evan’s bottom lip. “You look like you’ve just been kissed. Well, to someone who knows what to look for. It’s a great look on you.”

Evan shuddered at the sensation, closed his eyes and parted his lips, suckled gently on the tip of Jackson’s thumb.

Jackson chuckled, low and dirty. “If you keep that up, you’ll never get out of this office.” He caressed Evan’s jaw, and Evan opened his eyes.

“Sorry, Doctor.” He ducked his head ruefully, scrubbed a hand over his face, and took a deep breath.

He crossed the office and pulled open the door, and just as he was about to depart, Jackson called after him, “Thanks for clarifying the issue with me, Major.”

Evan made a detour to Dr. Naoe’s office. He needed to find Daniel’s phone number.
Dec. 16th, 2016 07:36 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
That was definitely a bunny worth feeding! ::grins::

Evan is nothing if not thorough, and I loved his campaign to win Daniel over, part apology and part "I like like you."

So sweet, and I love take-charge Daniel. Nicely done!
Dec. 16th, 2016 08:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
I am grateful for the carrots. Thank you!

I like me some take-charge Daniel. He managed Jack for so many years, after all.
Dec. 16th, 2016 09:49 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
beautiful detail, especially how you write Daniel's upbringing influincing his choice of food. It's so true, but we seldom think about it. Also, there's nothing like the mental image of a rough n ready military man baking brownies, I do love me some contradictory images.

And Daniel, a bit more assured with himself, the military, everything. I love that too. (I'm Such a Daniel fangirl lol)

This was so lovely to read!

Edited at 2016-12-16 09:49 pm (UTC)
Dec. 16th, 2016 11:20 pm (UTC)
RE: Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Thanks! I am also a Daniel fan girl and figured after his rough start with Major Lorne that he deserved something better to come out of it. :)
Dec. 17th, 2016 05:04 am (UTC)
RE: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Oh man, the imagery of Evan sucking on Jackson's thumb? Hommana hommana hommana...

Thank you!
Dec. 17th, 2016 05:33 am (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Welcome! I felt like doing a rare pair experiment. :)
Dec. 18th, 2016 11:44 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Love it.
Dec. 19th, 2016 12:07 am (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Thanks! :D
Dec. 19th, 2016 03:43 am (UTC)
RE: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Hot damn! I loved this. Mmm, food and wooing, wonderful. And that kiss, phwoar! :)
Dec. 19th, 2016 04:50 am (UTC)
Re: Fill 2/2: Stargate SG-1, Evan Lorne/Daniel Jackson
Thanks! Couldn't resist a little Evan/Daniel. :)


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