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Discount Coffee – aces_low

Wynn x Nate

Mike owns a coffee shop in a college town and has an infatuation with one of his regular customers.


Written for Day 2 of Generation Kill Week – Prompt: Coffeeshop AU

Guys! This is my very first Generation Kill fic!! And the first thing I’ve been able to finish in over a month! I’m thrilled!

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So, I’m reading One Bullet Away by Nate Fick, and this passage takes place after Trombley shot those boys. And y’all, it is like 6 or 7 days into all of this and Nate is already to the point of wanting to break a guy’s neck or put a gun in his face. 

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I was chatting with @pansexualbuchanan and basically this not fic happened.

“Walt! You putting your money in this?” Lilley asks at Matilda one afternoon.

“What are we betting on?” Walt asks because he hadn’t actively been paying attention to the conversation.

“LT and Colbert,” Q-Tip explains.

“When do you think they are going to announce their intentions to run off into the sunset together,” Manimal continues.

Walt freezes. He thinks about it for a few seconds and then shakes his head.

“No thanks guys.” The group as a whole scoffs at him and goes back to placing bets on other things. 

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Two weeks after Nate leaves the Marines Brad Colbert shows up at his door holding a box and looking somewhere between angry and lost.

“Walt sent us this.” Brad explains when Nate opens the door. 

This turns out to be two mugs. One reads “Mr. Always Right” the other “Mr. Right”. There is a note addressed to the two of them. 

Dear Brad and Nate,

Hope things are easier on you with the new circumstances.

Wallt Hasser

Nate stares at the mugs in confusion while Brad monologues for several minutes about the innate stupidity of mugs like these and what they say for society as a whole. 

“I guess we should each have one.” Nate says finally because what else is there to do in this situation. 

They both understand the implication of mugs like these. Brad just pointed it out in a thesis statement no less. If the mugs are together they are a particular statement. Separate the mugs would just be silly coffee mugs.

Brad picks up the “Mr. Always Right” mug and sets it aside with his things on the end table.

“Hang on –” Nate begins. Brad motions at the front of the mug near him like it speaks for itself. “If anyone is always right I think the cookie crumbles in another way.”

“Sir civilian life has made you insane already. You just used the phrase ‘cookie crumbles’.” Brad points out with a smile. “Besides I’m not the one who looks like a Disney Prince.”

“Fuck you.” Nate jokes.  

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