wouldbedorothy | killing the chemistry, dialogue-only gale/randy ficlet

Title: Killing The Chemistry
Author: wouldbedorothy (AHS)
Rating: PG-13, just a few fuck-words lol (first utterance of which is actually NOT Gale)
Summary: Tiny dialogue-only ficlet! Set late-S1 filming? 575 words. In bed, just after they finally give in. You've heard that belief that costars sleeping together destroys their chemistry, right? (There was a whole Friends episode about it, lol.) Anyhoo, more queening Randy! Sweetness, humor.
Disclaimer: I made this up.
Author's note: Kat, Marina, L, I added a couple of lines at the end. Also, thanks to

freakykat for making me look at my ideas list. (I still believe SD will happen... someday! lol)

Killing The Chemistry
by AHS

"Fuck."

*panting* "Yeah."

"We just fucked."

"That we did... You, uh, sorry already?"

"What? No! I'm... ready to do it again."

"Okay by me."

"But what about the show?"

"Uh... we don't have to be at work for a couple of days."

"That's not what I mean."

"What, the 'no fraternization' thing in the contracts?"

"No."

"What everybody will think? It's none of their business, but I doubt they'd be shocked."

"No, not that either."

"Then what the fuck, Rand?"

"Our chemistry."

"…Chemistry."

"We have amazing chemistry."

"Heh, yeah, I noticed that, too. I'd say all the experiments that just took place in this bed were a 'Nobel Prize for Fucking' success."

"I know! But what if it's gone now? On camera. What if we killed it?"

"I think your orgasm made you loopy. Maybe we should sleep."

"I'm not making this up, Gale! Everybody says it! It's well known in the acting community! When costars actually hook up, have sex, they lose all the heat they had pent up and they FIZZLE onstage!"

"We're not gonna fizzle."

"How do you know?"

"Because that killing the chemistry by fucking idea is shit."

"No, it's not!"

"It doesn't happen."

"Yes, it does!"

"How do you know?"

"......"

"Rand?"

"...No comment."

"Oookay, I won't touch that."

"Thank you."

"For now."

"Gale... I might be worrying-”

“Queening.”

“…for nothing, but what if I’m not? I mean, I don’t think they’ll fire us, but… I don’t know, what if they decide to pair you with Hal after all?”

“Wha-? No matter how much chemistry we just fucked away, it’s not gonna give me more with Hal. Rand, seriously… what’s got you so upset?”

“Partly, I-… I don’t regret anything, but I guess I feel a little less than professional. I really don’t want to hurt the show.”

“I know. Me either. But what else?”

“Maybe it’s not just on camera I’m worried about. What if we’ve gotten this out of our systems now and… that’s it?”

“What’s it?”

“What if we lose this chemistry, too, and all we have to look forward to is mediocre scenes… and awkwardness? I’ve never felt awkward with you. I don’t want to start.”

“Weren’t we just about to fuck again? What happened to that?”

“Last you said we should sleep.”

“I just said that because you were thinking too much. You shouldn’t be able to think this much after what we just did. You know what? It’s my turn, and I’m gonna fuck every last crazy, queeny thought out of your gorgeous head.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said all…”

“Hey, listen to me. I don’t know what’ll happen. But I know this chemistry of ours you keep talking about… it’s not, like, normal grade. It’s the blow the fucking roof off kind.”

“Yeah.”

“I’ve never experienced this kind before, this strong… acting or otherwise. Have you?”

“No.”

“Really? Not even with that mystery guy you killed it with before?”

“I said NO.”

“Okay, good. So, what I’m saying is… even if we knocked our chemistry down to almost nothing… it would still be more than most people ever have together.”

“Gale…”

*KISS*

“…you’re right.”

“It happens occasionally.”

“And that was really sweet.”

“Mm, sweet enough for me to fuck you?”

“Yeah, I think… some more experimenting is definitely called for.”

“Hell yeah.”

*giggle* “Let’s kill the chemistry some more.”

“Take it out in a blaze of glory…”