"Oh my god," Rodney shouts, panicky, clutching at his hair. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what color is it in here- you know what, there's not a name for this color, that's how bad it is, it's like seafoam green and puce mated-" He breaks off, fanning his face with his hands. "Oh my god, I'm going to pass out-"
John is shocked when Rodney really does fall out; he's across the room in an instant to catch him.
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Rodney comes to in what must be John's bedroom; the walls are a nice, sedate color- it'll have to go, doesn't match anything Rodney's got planned, but it doesn't make him want to put his eyes out.
John is leaning over him, a concerned look on his face. "You okay there?"
"God," Rodney says, pressing his hands to the side of his head. "This is how you get all those girls, isn't it, you show them that monstrosity in there, and then when they come to they're so grateful to see this nice soothing purple they just throw themselves at you."
John smirks. "Only when I'm trying to seduce interior designers."
"This isn't getting you a discount," he says, dragging John down by his lapel and kissing him.
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Date: 2011-12-15 10:26 am (UTC)John is shocked when Rodney really does fall out; he's across the room in an instant to catch him.
--
Rodney comes to in what must be John's bedroom; the walls are a nice, sedate color- it'll have to go, doesn't match anything Rodney's got planned, but it doesn't make him want to put his eyes out.
John is leaning over him, a concerned look on his face. "You okay there?"
"God," Rodney says, pressing his hands to the side of his head. "This is how you get all those girls, isn't it, you show them that monstrosity in there, and then when they come to they're so grateful to see this nice soothing purple they just throw themselves at you."
John smirks. "Only when I'm trying to seduce interior designers."
"This isn't getting you a discount," he says, dragging John down by his lapel and kissing him.