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adventdrabblesTitle: He Hears You When You Miss Him
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing/Characters: Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer
Rating/Warnings: G
Disclaimer: here
Prompt: Santa hat on a beach chair
Summary: Some things, only Hardison can do. Still sucks when he’s gone.
Read it on AO3 or
“I don’t think that’s Yemen,” Parker said. “That looks like Jamaica or something.”
Eliot squeezed her shoulders. This wasn’t about where Alec had taken a ridiculous picture of a beach chair with a Santa hat on it. He switched off the phone screen with his free hand and set the device down on the arm of the couch.
“Parker, the Middle East isn’t all desert. Yemen has over four million date palms and almost twelve hundred miles of coastline. ‘Sides, you don’t really think Alec ditched us for Jamaica. You know why he had to go back.”
Parker snuggled into him making an unhappy sound.
“I miss him too,” Eliot said. “But you know why he had to go back, and why he couldn’t have us trailing along after him. It’s okay to miss him.”
“It’s easier being mad,” Parker mumbled.
“Y’all know I can hear you, right?” Alec asked, his voice tinny through the earbud.
Eliot smiled and pressed a kiss to Parker’s head. “Countin’ on it.”
Fandom: Leverage
Pairing/Characters: Alec Hardison/Parker/Eliot Spencer
Rating/Warnings: G
Disclaimer: here
Prompt: Santa hat on a beach chair
Summary: Some things, only Hardison can do. Still sucks when he’s gone.
Read it on AO3 or
“I don’t think that’s Yemen,” Parker said. “That looks like Jamaica or something.”
Eliot squeezed her shoulders. This wasn’t about where Alec had taken a ridiculous picture of a beach chair with a Santa hat on it. He switched off the phone screen with his free hand and set the device down on the arm of the couch.
“Parker, the Middle East isn’t all desert. Yemen has over four million date palms and almost twelve hundred miles of coastline. ‘Sides, you don’t really think Alec ditched us for Jamaica. You know why he had to go back.”
Parker snuggled into him making an unhappy sound.
“I miss him too,” Eliot said. “But you know why he had to go back, and why he couldn’t have us trailing along after him. It’s okay to miss him.”
“It’s easier being mad,” Parker mumbled.
“Y’all know I can hear you, right?” Alec asked, his voice tinny through the earbud.
Eliot smiled and pressed a kiss to Parker’s head. “Countin’ on it.”
