Shaun Philip Mason (
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[open] is that what the kids are calling it these days?
Who: Georgia and Shaun Mason AND YOU
Where: The Love Hotel
When: During the event.
Rating: PG-13 (language, mainly)
Summary: Shaun and George coming up for air at the love hotel (cw for referenced adopted sibling incest)
The Story:
As lavish and well-equipped as George and Shaun’s room may be. It is still just one room. And as good as George and Shaun may be of finding ways to keep themselves entertained, they still, eventually, get cabin fever and decide to go explore the rest of the hotel.
There are some problems. None of the clothing the closets will provide are remotely acceptable to George, who prefers her outfits a lot more practical, a lot more modest, and way less colorful. Her own clothes are far more rumpled than she’d like, but she’s pulled her pants back on, and after some sniffing, stolen Shaun’s shirt. She doesn’t know if they’ll run into anyone, but if they do? She dares them to say anything.
Shaun, meanwhile, is wearing no shirt at all. Considering the options he's been given and the fact that George has commandeered the only shirt he deems acceptable, he's pretty sure that no shirt is his best possible choice. George has no complaints. And the caveman in Shaun also has no complaints seeing her in his clothes.
George holds Shaun’s hand as they walk through the halls, though if they see someone approach it’s even odds whether she’ll drop it out of habit or hold on defiantly. Sometimes it’s hard to remember she doesn’t care what other people think. Either way, if someone questions what they’ve been up to, she’ll stare deadpan through her sunglasses and just say, “I was writing.”
Shaun smirks. "Me too."
Where: The Love Hotel
When: During the event.
Rating: PG-13 (language, mainly)
Summary: Shaun and George coming up for air at the love hotel (cw for referenced adopted sibling incest)
The Story:
As lavish and well-equipped as George and Shaun’s room may be. It is still just one room. And as good as George and Shaun may be of finding ways to keep themselves entertained, they still, eventually, get cabin fever and decide to go explore the rest of the hotel.
There are some problems. None of the clothing the closets will provide are remotely acceptable to George, who prefers her outfits a lot more practical, a lot more modest, and way less colorful. Her own clothes are far more rumpled than she’d like, but she’s pulled her pants back on, and after some sniffing, stolen Shaun’s shirt. She doesn’t know if they’ll run into anyone, but if they do? She dares them to say anything.
Shaun, meanwhile, is wearing no shirt at all. Considering the options he's been given and the fact that George has commandeered the only shirt he deems acceptable, he's pretty sure that no shirt is his best possible choice. George has no complaints. And the caveman in Shaun also has no complaints seeing her in his clothes.
George holds Shaun’s hand as they walk through the halls, though if they see someone approach it’s even odds whether she’ll drop it out of habit or hold on defiantly. Sometimes it’s hard to remember she doesn’t care what other people think. Either way, if someone questions what they’ve been up to, she’ll stare deadpan through her sunglasses and just say, “I was writing.”
Shaun smirks. "Me too."