Author's note: If you havent read Saving Elliot, this one-shot does contain a spoiler, so beware! this is takes place about two years before the events of SE! and just a note, if it says 'canon' below the title of the story, it means the events/characters is offical to saving elliot/the story. if it says AU (which stands for Alternate Universe) it means, the events/characters diverge from the original plot/world of saving elliot. e.g. an AU would be, Jensen and Fintry meet as rivalling spies for MI6. Hope that's clear.
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Story: Saving Elliot
Type: Canon
Pairing(s): Christopher Finley/Benjamin O'Connor
Summary: In which Finley stumbles across fluttery, complicated feelings for his best friend.
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Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
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CHRISTOPHER FINLEY IS fourteen years old. It's four days before his fifteenth birthday and he's at Danielle Richmond's house party.
Why, he doesn't fully understand because he's not even friends with Danielle Richmond and she's a year older than him (and way cooler). Finley suspects its because she has a crush on O'Connor and only invited him because he's best mates with him.
And also, it's a Sunday, like, who throws a party on a Sunday?
Do cool people get the privilege of throwing parties on a Sunday?
Finley is a little bit tipsy, hey, he's only had a few jagerbombs (okay like five) but that's only because Karsten Richter challenged him to a drinking contest and the last thing you wanna do is decline a challenge from Karsten Richter. He's crazy okay?
If you decline he'll punch you for being a pussy and if you say yes and win, he'll punch you for beating him. If you say yes and lose, he'll punch you because...well, because you're a loser. So, Finley lost the drinking contest and Richter punched him in the stomach for being and he quotes "a little bitch who can't hold his drink". Finley refrained from pointing out that he's only fourteen so he can't be expected to do that.
Feeling winded from the punch, he leaves the crowded kitchen and starts looking for O'Connor because he's had enough of this party and wants to go home. He didn't even want to come to this thing in the first place, for crying out loud its almost one o'clock in the morning on a Sunday and he has a French test first thing on Monday. The majority of the people here are in Year Eleven or the first year of sixth form and Finley is neither.
Jensen was right, he thinks sourly, he shouldn't have come, then again Jensen is always right so he shouldn't be so surprised at this turn of events.
Not even five minutes after they had arrived and O'Connor ditched Finley for the first girl who batted their eyelashes at him. The living room is even more packed with gyrating teenagers and unbearable sound of S Club 7 (Why? Why S Club 7? Is all he can ask himself.) He feels his mobile buzz in his jean pocket, he pulls it out and funnily enough it's a text from Jensen.
JENSEN, 00:10 AM : How's the party? You pissed yet?
(O'Connor and Tam love to make fun how she texts so formally.)
