.ficlet: Lenses - McKay/Sheppard

McShep. Totally dogeared's fault for making me fangirl over Rodney in glasses.

For which, see also this.

Part of Nantucket!verse. Featuring bespectacled!Rodney and dirty!John.

( Rodney had refused, flatly and incontrovertibly, to let John go with him to the optometrist's that afternoon )

ETA: And I have added "rodney mckay's glasses" to my interest list. Yes, I am that obsessed. Don't look at me like that.

.fic: Somnolence - McKay/Sheppard (PG13)

.title: Somnolence
.by: HF
.pairing: McKay/Sheppard
.rating/warnings: PG13 for the words.
.disclaimer: so not mine.
.advertisements: sleeping in public places, and not-so-public places too.

Notes: If I could write like this all the time, or actually write the things I'm supposed to write, my sgabigbang fic would be done by now. My papers would have been done weeks ago, possibly before they were assigned. (As it is, they're mostly done, so I'm okay, but it's the principle of the thing.)

This started out as comment!fic over at sheafrotherdon's, but then became six pages of fuzzy science and fuzzy scientists and public cuddling. *eyeroll* Written pretty much off the top of my head. No glasses this time, though.

( Don't look at the chief military officer and the head scientist cuddling on the gateroom floor. But Zelenka and Lorne will have pictures later. )