Livin' On A Pray {Dean}

[greg]

April 30, 2009

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[dean]

Dean was writer and producer on a television show called Stargate and while working there he met and fell in love with one of the stars of the show Greg Ford. The show was currently on hiatus and so there wasn't much to do until the writers got back on board to write for the start of the next season which was always a couple of weeks before the actors came back.

However, it was just the start and Dean knew he had a good few months of relaxation and fun to look forward to and boy was he looking forward to it. Luckily just now he and Greg were staying in a hotel together. Neither of them had much time to spend with each other during the shows run, but now with the hiatus they could spend more time together.

Greg was waiting for him at the boardwalk as they were planning to go to Edge Water, he eyed Greg up from head to toe as he walked toward him taking in all his features, he really was a very handsome guy, Dean felt he was really lucky to have him. As he approached he wrapped his arms around Greg's waist.

"Sorry if you've been waiting long, but I'm here now" he said as he leaned in toward Greg's ear to whisper the words.

[greg]

Greg was glad when he saw Dean. He smiled and watched his life partner. Yes, he liked to think as Dean and he as partners for life. It was just who he was and he wanted it to be forever. He watched his partner place his arms around his waist. He then heard his lover speak to him in a whisper. He just turned bright red. He was blushing. He loved when Dean talked to him in a whisper especially in his ear. It felt sexy.

Whatever it was Greg always felt safe around his lover. They met on the set of where the two of them worked. It was just amazing that they had friendship, but he never thought in a million years that this friendship would turn into a relationship, the two of them had chemistry and it was good. People who were relationships needed to have good chemistry and their chemistry was just simply amazing. It might be awkward, but that was because they were always the odd couple.

Being the odd couple was amazing. The people that they hung out with were amazing people. They always were good people to hang around. They thought the two of them were amazing people. Most gay people were hilarious and were somehow the life of the party. Well, Greg and Dean or it felt to Greg that they were the life of the party and being the life of the party was a fun title indeed. Well, just in Greg’s mind. He had no idea how Dean would classify them.

Greg finally broke the silence. “So you want to do the Buffett or sit down at the Coco’s Restaurant? He asked to Dean wanting to know what their plan of action was going to be. He was hungry and on top of that he wanted to gamble. Well, he wanted to go to the sports booth and place bets on his race team that he co-owned. He looked into Dean’s beautiful eyes waiting for what he wanted to do. He hoped it involved eating.

[Some info]
The Buffet

Coco's

[dean]

After Dean had whispered into Greg's ear there was a silence between them. Not what Dean would describe as an awkward one by any means, but a silence just the same. Dean began to wonder what was going through Greg's mind during the silence. If Dean knew Greg well enough and he liked to think he did, it would be food and gambling. Or it could be himself, Dean laughed to himself a but smugly at that idea.

Dean was openly gay and proud to admit it, and he didn't care what others thought. He would constantly show public displays of affection to Greg because it was just the type of guy Dean was, and when it came to having fun, he liked to think they were the life and soul of the party so to speak.

The silence was broken by Greg who was asking Dean what he wanted to do, but Dean couldn't focus for a few moments, because Greg was staring into his eyes, and when Greg did that to Dean, he could never think *straight about anything.

"Hmm, how about we do The Buffet? Food and entertainment in the one place, what more can two guys like us ask for huh?" Dean said with a bright smile before touching Greg's nose with his finger and then kissing him tenderly, pulling back after a few seconds to wait on Greg's response.

[ooc: no pun intended with the word straight, I swear!]

[greg]

Gregory Ford wasn’t an openly gay man, but after being in a relationship with Dean. He really didn’t give a damn anymore about privacy. He was happily gay and was going to be that. Though at times he kind of question his own sexuality. However, that was just how he was. He was straight, bisexual, gay, sometimes he didn’t know his own sexuality. On the television screen he played a straight guy and it was never as complicated at this. Television life always seemed simpler than real life.

Gregory for some reason knew that Dean wouldn’t like his silence. However, he was thinking. He hated to be disturbed while thinking Dean should know that. He just looked at his eyes. He knew that when he stared at him with his eyes that he couldn’t think straight. In fact, he couldn’t blame him for not thinking straight the both of them were attractive to one another.

“Funny thing, I was thinkin’ that also, you know The Buffet” He said with a slight smirk as he looked at his lover who had a bright smile on his face before his lover touched his nose. He kissed him back not really caring if the people on the boardwalk were staring or not. He really didn’t give a damn. However, he did give a damn about the paparazzi.

{lmao, totally understand}

[dean]

Dean wasn't particularly keen on long silences, not that he got bothered about the silence, just you never knew what the other person was thinking and that could make Dean feel a little awkward at times. However he also knew that Greg liked to think and when he was thinking he became silent, so Dean had learned to get used to it. Or at least he certainly tried to learn to get used to it anyway.

He was glad he made the right decision, so it would seem Dean did know Greg rather well. Then again, they were lovers, he ought to know him well enough by now. It would be very awkward if he didn't know Greg well enough now. Of course the longer Greg stared into Dean's eyes the more he couldn't think straight. It was a wonder he had come to the right decision after all.

"Hmm, you were, were you?" Dean asked mocking slightly, "Well aren't I the clever one for getting it right? Just shows how well I know you Gregory Ford" Dean said and winked before laughing a little. You could always tell when Dean was teasing Greg, because he always said his full name.

After Dean had touched Greg's nose and kissed him, he realised maybe it wasn't such a good idea, not because public displays of affection bothered either of them, but paparazzi did, and sometimes when Dean was with Greg he forgot about the fact Greg was a star on the television show he wrote and produced. Dean then put his arm around Greg's shoulder giving him a warm smile.

"Let's go then chief" Dean said as he began to walk in the right direction of The Buffet.

[greg]

“Of course I bloody was” He said with a British accent. He played a British-American on television and he was so used to speaking in that accent that sometimes his accent would be a mixture of Southern, and British slang. It was actually strange to be around him, but he didn’t mind talking with a mixture of languages that was just how the hell he was. He was a bloody actor for heavan's sake.

He just gave an arrogant look at Dean. Dean was certainly acting like a sissy or a feminist version of himself. He began to wonder about Dean in a ballerina dress dancing around. He just chuckled to himself. “Glad you know me” He said with a slight smirk wondering if Dean was wondering what he was laughing about.

Gregory watched as Dean placed his arms around him giving him a warm smile. “Off we go” He said with a smile as the two of them walked in the direction towards The Buffet. Thank god none of the paparazzi was following them. He would have to do something with them with his abilities.

He swore he was going to do that next time a paparazzi came near them and luckily non have showed up. At least they weren’t big time celebrities or producers like other people Dean and he knew. The two of them entered the casino from the boardwalk and headed towards the line of the Buffet. They were waiting in line to get seated.

[dean]

Dean just laughed when Greg said he bloody was thinking what Dean had suggested, he loved hearing Greg speak with his British accent, it was, well it was cute. Not that Greg would be happy to hear him describe it in such a way, but Dean was a bit of a girl at times. One of these gay and proud to admit it types. Not the type who go shying away and go out with females to try and deny their true orientation.

"Well, it'd be a damn bad day if I didn't know you by now" Dean said with a slight wink, and laughed again, then wondered what Greg was laughing at. "What are you laughing at anyway Gregory? Wouldn't happen to be me in a dress would it? Because you know I could happily oblige, but I didn't think women were you thang?" Dean said, as he pretended to prance around in a dress. Sometimes Dean forgot where he was, and quickly behaved himself, what if there was a hidden paparazzi person hanging around, he'd be doomed if they saw that and got a photograph.

They were soon inside and waiting to be seated, while they were waiting Dean leaned in to whisper into Greg's ear, "So what do you think you're going to have?" Dean wasn't too sure himself, but he knew what he wanted for dessert and if wasn't a food substance. He chuckled at his naughty thought but kept it to himself.

[greg]

Greg had a feeling that if he spoke in his British accent that Dean would think it was cute. Greg wasn’t British. He just was an actor and loved to speak in a British accent unlike his kid sister who liked to be in Southern. He preferred British. The Ford family was kind of awkward, but that was just who they were.

He came back down to reality. “Course it would, buttercup” He said trying not to laugh, they really needed better nicknames for one another. He blinked when Dean asked what he was laughing about. “I uh…was thinking of you in a ballerina dress” He admitted. He never hide anything from Dean. They were in a committed relationship and they never hide anything from one another.

He just shook his head as Dean pounced around as if he were in a dress. Greg wanted to smack Dean. However, decided that he would refrain himself from doing that. The paparazzi weren’t around. He could hear people’s thoughts around the area and no one was near them that was a paparazzi, that was a good thing. The two entered and looked at Dean as he whispered to him on what he was going to have. “Well, sweetheart, I’m going to have the Buffet and I’m going to eat whatever is in the Buffet” He said with a sarcastic yet playful tone.

[dean]

"Buttercup is it now? That's different, hey I rather think I like that one Bluebell, and glad you agree" Dean said as he smiled at Greg, thinking their nicknames were cute, but probably could do with getting better ones. Dammit he thought, should have called him Bubbles or Blossom instead, then everybody would have thought we were Powerpuff Girl fans. Dean laughed to himself at his own thought.

"I knew it, I knew you were thinking that, well not a ballerina one mind, but I knew it was a dress." Dean then proceeded to do a couple of pretend pirouettes just like a ballerina would in addition to his previous prancing around as if he were in a dress. Alright, maybe Greg might want to slap him now for that, but Dean really didn't care. They were there to have fun, and fun Dean was going to have.

"Sarcasm, the lowest form of wit Bluebell" Dean said with a wink, and then laughed, "I just wondered if there was anything in particular you were going to have, not the whole damn lot." Dean said laughing. Just how much food was Greg intending to pack away he thought to himself with another laugh. Dean himself didn't know what he was going to have. Maybe steak and fries or something like that.

[greg]

“So I’m Bluebell that is cool” He said with a smile as he was thinking about something, but then Gregory heard what Dean was thinking. He pointed to his head and tapped on his mind. “I can read your thoughts, Buttercup” He said with a slight smirk. He then made a face and shook his head not knowing what else to say at the moment.

He just gave a smile when Dean told him that he was thinking of Dean being a ballerina. He smirked. “Shall I make you think you a ballerina, Buttercup?” He asked with a smile as he laughed. He couldn’t believe he was teasing his partner. Oh well, the two of them seriously had a problem. They had to contend themselves. Like that was going to happen. He just shook his head.

“It was a god damn playful tone, Mr. Producer” He said with laughter “I’m going to go for the Salad Bar and then maybe the Prime Rib” He finally decided to say as it was their turn to finally go into the Buffet. Greg followed the hostess: a nice old lass as they went into the buffet area “What shall we do after this!?” He asked in a curious tone as he sat down.

[dean]

Dean just grinned as Greg said his name Bluebell was cool. What next, Buttercup and Bluebell. The two of them were hilarious together. "Damn you and your powers, keep forgetting you can do that at times." Dean said, knowing full well he had an ability of his own, Dean had super strength, he could a car at someone if he wanted to. Not that he had ever needed to do that, so far he hadn't had to use his power in that sort of a sense.

"Bluebell, if making me think I'm a ballerina would make you happy, then I'm only too willing to oblige you in that little fantasy." Dean said with a wink before laughing after doing another pirouette. Yes it was true, Dean loved teasing the hell out of Greg, just as well he was of the same mind, and teased Dean right back. It was that kind of relationship they both had.

Dean nodded his head as he pouted slightly when Greg said he had been messing with him. "Right, I see, well I thought you were just being your usual sarcastic self you know?" Dean said teasing Greg once more, but laughed after he said it. "Sounds good to me." Dean added when Greg said what he was planning to have. "Think I might go for steak and fries myself, maybe some salad too."

Now there was a question, what were they going to do after this. Dean raised his eyebrows in a very teasing way, "How about dessert." Of course he was being totally rude by suggesting that, and he began to laugh, then putting on a more serious face, "I'm not sure, what would you like to do Bluebell? Have any ideas in mind?" Dean asked, he was happy to do pretty much anything Greg wanted to do. Dean liked to please his partner as much as he could where possible.

[greg]

Indeed the two of them together were obviously hilarious. It was kind of an interesting thing they had going on. Of course, gay people were hilarious. They were seriously more hilarious than straight people. He smirked at his partner when he said that he kept on forgetting that he could read his mind something. “Of course, I don’t do it a lot, Buttercap” He said with a smile.

He gave a chuckle at his partner. He seriously couldn’t believe that he was taking this joke seriously. He just rolled his eyes. “You know, Buttercup I’m just joking” He said as he stuck out his tongue in a childish way. The two of them were childish around each other. Even on set it was kind of hilarious to be honest. It was a very systematic relationship it would seem in a way.

Greg looked at Dean and he nodded his head and pouted slightly. Typical of Mr. Williams to indeed pout slightly. “Oh, no no I wasn’t being my sarcastic self” He said shaking his head. Sometimes he wondered about Dean. Sometimes Dean couldn’t make any sense. Oh well, the two of them were clueless at times and it was funny. A comic relief to their friends.

Then the two began to talk about what they were going to have at the Buffett. They seriously acted like two high school sweethearts it was just a very interesting aspect of their relationship it would seem in Greg’s eyes. “Mmm…steak and fries that sounds good also and salad, of course the salad we always go for the salad we are almost like girly men” He said as he busted out laughing. He seriously couldn’t believe he actually said that.

He sat down and looked at Dean as he raised his eyebrows in a teasing way. This was going to come out interesting Greg thought. “I knows you want dessert, I’m talking about after food silly” He said with a slight smirk as his partner began to laugh. Okay, so it was hilarious. “I was thinking of heading to the poker tables and winning some money” He said smiling. That was what he wanted to do and Dean probably would follow – he always followed.

[dean]

For those of you who would like a visual of earlier's ballerina statement, this might help.

"Just as well you don't do it a lot Bluebell." Dean began, as he looked away for a few seconds and gave off a low whistle, completely teasing as usual he turned back and continued with, "Some of the things I've been thinking." And then gave another low whistle, as he just looked Greg up and down and winked at him.

"I know you're just joking Bluebell, but I'm having fun here, come on man, don't spoil it for me." Dean said as he pretended to bat his eyelashes and pout. He then went into a fit of laughter right before Greg stuck his tongue out at Dean in a very playful and childish manner. "I'm telling my mommy on you." Dean said as he pretended to cry as he stormed off from Greg for a few seconds and then returned laughing. "Only teasing Bluebell."

Dean shook his head with a silly smile when Greg said he wasn't being sarcastic at all. It was unusual however, because that's all Greg ever seemed to be around Dean, was sarcastic. But Dean was used to it now and normally always took it in good faith.

Dean leaned in close to Greg and whispered in his ear, "That's because we are girly men dear." Then Dean laughed along with Greg. Not that Dean was the type to be bothered about his weight or what he ate as such like girls did, but yeah he always had to have salad with his food for some reason.

Dean knew that Greg knew what he was talking about when he spoke of dessert, but he couldn't help but tease him again, after his comment about being after food. "And I wasn't talking about food darling." He said with a wink, then got serious when Greg mentioned what he wanted to do after dinner. "Sounds good to me, maybe we'll win enough for me to buy a ballerina dress eh?" Dean asked, carrying on the joke of the dress. He couldn't help it, there was just some things Dean couldn't let go of easily and prancing about in a ballerina dress was one of them.

[greg]

[[OH MY FUCKING GOD. THAT IS FUCKING HILARIOUS LMAO]]

It was true Gregory Ford didn’t like enjoying reading people’s minds. It just seemed a bit awkward and he kept that ability of his a secret. Of course, he could manipulate other abilities. However, that was something he really did in a heartbeat. He was one of those people who tended to not use their ability as often as he would like. He smiled at Dean. “Yeah, okay, don’t worry I don’t like reading people’s mind” He said with a serious smile.

“Course your having fun” He said in a sarcastic tone as he watched his lover pretend to bat his eyelashes as if he were a girl and began to pout. He just couldn’t believe that his manly partner could be so girly. Of course he was the boyish person of the relationship. Then everything went crazy. Okay it was just something the two of them did frequently. Always playing childish joke on one another. “Oh go tell your mommy, you meany” He replied back in a hilarious tone. Knowing well enough that Dean was teasing him.

Greg all of sudden felt a breath on his neck and noticed that Dean was speaking to him in his ear. He listened carefully. “Well, you are a girly man, Dean” He said with a wink as he shook his head and looked at Dean. The two were now laughing out loud and everyone was just staring at them and Greg didn’t mind. He didn’t mind at all.

Greg was just playing clueless it was amusing to watch him play clueless. “Oh you weren’t?” He asked laughing shaking his head. “I can’t help but wonder if the cast and crew knew we did it in the gate room during our gala of our 100th episode” He said with a slight tease. “Shame we didn’t do that with pink dresses” He said as he was turning red from laughter. This was a damn good time. "Maybe we will buy some of them" He said with a smile.