Nuts.

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I no can has pinch hit. :-( So. First ten people to drop me a pairing and an improv word will get a sentence of a story that doesn't exist. And by sentence I prolly mean like 100 words. Okay, I have my ten. No more! And before I forget:

Dearest Awesome Yuletide Writer Person:

I am out of town next week, but as soon as I can I will be sending you most slovering and effusive feedback.

<3,
Me.

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When Nathan Petrelli was twenty-two he fell in love for the first time with a man he met one night. It was one of those rather irresponsbile and uncontrollable things as they always are when you're in the military, and it's Texas, and everything has to be discreet and choked with paranoia. But Nathan was young and stupid, and Jack was at the bar, and it was one night that should never happened, but it did, and Nathan promptly forgot about it. Except for when he was tired and dirty and angry and lonely, and he needed something to make him feel better about this rotten life. Then he would pull out the memory and study it like a snow globe. The feel of Jack's fingers on hips, the muscle memory of Jack's mouth of his cock, the way Jack kissed him as Nathan rode him. It was one night and one time, but in Nathan's memory it was enough for a lifetime.

So when Nathan's standing outside the window of Bergdorfs in the snow, looking at the enormous snow globe display, he knows that the reflection of the man next to him is distorted. It's not really Jack, his mind just makes him think it is. Except that when Nathan turns his head to prove to himself he's wrong, it turns out he's not.

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!!!

Happy Christmas to ME!


It is even more and more perfect than I'd hoped for, baby!

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also, omG that icon. guh.