Convincing Demeanor (2/?)

[estes-vig-girl.livejournal.com]

Title: Convincing Demanor (Part 2)
Characters: Ryan Smyth, talk of Joe Sakic and Scott Hannan (Smytty's POV)
Rating: Oh, Hell, let's go PG for slight sexual references...
Disclaimer: Oh how I wished this were real. I also with I had them stashed in my closet to tell me these stories. Obviously, I don't have them in my closet...so yes.
A/N: Here goes nothing, I tried writing in present tense. Please let me know how it worked out, because I've never had any luck with it before. I don't know if later chapters will ever be like this again, but it was fun to try. Let me know how it is! Once again, this is based very loosely on reality. Smytty did buy a house near Joe's and Joe did show him around town. This is Smytty's meandering thoughts shortly after arriving in Colorado.

(Part 1) I hope that link works... 
 

I awaken to the rising sun. It is still summer, and in Colorado that means bright warm days and afternoon rain. 
Joe's going to be over in a few hours to show me around town. I bought my house purposely near his. Denver has never been my type of town. I always get lost, what with the diagonal streets, name changes, and all.
Joe had called yesterday, wanting to know if I wanted the grand tour of Denver...his Denver. I agreed and we made plans to meet up with Scott for lunch downtown at one of Joe's favourites.
I gaze out the window at the mountains. I've seen them a thousand times and they never cease to amaze me. I only wish I could be as enduring as they are.
I look at the clock, sighing. Joe won't be over for another hour and I'm getting this inexplicible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I know what it is...nerves.
Why am I nervous? Joe and I are good friends. We've spent time together before.
But, then again, those were usually with other people around--and not on Joe's terms. Why is it different now?
Suddenly, it dawns on me.
I haven't been alone with Joe since he found out about me. And that was the same time I started to suspect him.
I fight the growing urge to smack myself.
I'm being dillusional. Nothing's different now. Nothing's ever been different and it's never going to be. Why would it be different?
Just because Joe knows I'm gay (did I really just use that word?) it doesn't mean the guy's going to judge me or randomly jump my bones.
I begin to pace as the gears in my brain turn faster.
Maybe Scotty's making me nervous. That'd make sense. I hardly know the guy, I have the hots for him, he's a sexy beast, and we're about to become teammates.
Oh, God--what's the locker room going to be like?
The sound of a distant engine throws me back into reality. I take a few deep breaths and speak aloud to myself.
"It's fine. Have fun. It's no big deal. It's just Joe and you hanging out. It's just a lunch with Scotty. Just guys hanging out. It's fine."

Comments

[mjisinbflo.livejournal.com]

awww
YAY for Ave's fics <33
I loove this, I love hoy he's all nervous... i want more !!

[estes-vig-girl.livejournal.com]

Teehee. Patience. More shall come. You'll see.