FIC: "Green-eyed" - 1/1, PG, TB/MC/ML, NFL RPS
Fandom: NFL RPS
Series: The Bet 'verse
Pairing: Tom Brady/Matt Cassel/Matt Leinart
Summary: Tom's not jealous. Really.
Disclaimer: Fiction, folks. But if you believe this really happened, I've got some prime real estate I wanna sell you…
Notes: The 'twenty-seventh day of Christmas', and this one is all for moonmelody, because she gets this 'verse. *g*
"Hmph." Eyes resolutely focused on the television, arms crossed over a broad chest.
"What's his problem?" Curiousity, but not real concern, meets with a muffled snicker.
"You." More snickers as attention focuses back on the PS3.
"Me? What'd I do this time?"
"Something he hasn't." Shoulders hunch, and a pillow sails through the air, just missing the back of a dark head.
"Shut up." A pout and a glare join the crossed arms.
"Oh? And just what have I managed to do that Captain Hotass here hasn't?"
"Threw back to back 400's."
"I...what, wait! That was weeks ago!"
"Yeah, but 'weeks ago', there weren't rumors of them naming you franchise to keep you from going free agent."
"I...oh. That was this is about?"
"No." Too fast, too adamant, and more snickering.
"Said you were proud of me." Quiet voice, eyes serious as a long body drops to the sofa.
"I am." Now the eyes shift from the game, but there's a tinge of stubbornness in the voice.
"Is he pouting?"
"Are you really?"
Quiet sigh, then a small, soft smile. "Yeah. I am."
"Then stop sulking already."
This time, the pillow connects.