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crack_van2009-09-23 06:40 pm
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Entry tags:
Taste by Ea (PG)
Fandom: STARSKY & HUTCH
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 17k
Author on LJ:![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ea_calendula
Author Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
I fell in love with this story the first time I read it; I think it’s just too cute and funny. =) Starsky and Hutch are in a committed relationship, and well, if you read the excerpt you’ll know what it’s about. ;)
Excerpt: "It's supposed to be a surprise, Starsk. It wouldn't be as much fun if I told you now." Hutch smiled. All week Starsky had tried to get him to tell about the restaurant where they were going tonight. He'd managed to keep it secret until now, but it hadn't been easy. He was looking forward to Starsky's reaction.
"Yeah. But, Hutch, should I wear a tie? Or a suit? How would I know if I gotta wear one, if you don't tell me where we're going? You're wearing a tie. Hutch?"
"Oh, I just felt like it. I don't think you need a tie—or a suit. Just a nice shirt. Here, what about this blue one?"
"So you don't think I need more than a shirt? No pants? Feeling a little kinky tonight?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and looking meaningfully at Hutch.
"No, of course you don't need to wear pants," Hutch said ironically and rolled his eyes. Really, Starsky was too much. "And the pants you're wearing already are fine. Just keep 'em on. And hurry up. We're late."
Taste
Pairing: Starsky/Hutch
Length: 17k
Author on LJ:
ea_calendulaAuthor Website: HERE
Why this must be read:
I fell in love with this story the first time I read it; I think it’s just too cute and funny. =) Starsky and Hutch are in a committed relationship, and well, if you read the excerpt you’ll know what it’s about. ;)
Excerpt: "It's supposed to be a surprise, Starsk. It wouldn't be as much fun if I told you now." Hutch smiled. All week Starsky had tried to get him to tell about the restaurant where they were going tonight. He'd managed to keep it secret until now, but it hadn't been easy. He was looking forward to Starsky's reaction.
"Yeah. But, Hutch, should I wear a tie? Or a suit? How would I know if I gotta wear one, if you don't tell me where we're going? You're wearing a tie. Hutch?"
"Oh, I just felt like it. I don't think you need a tie—or a suit. Just a nice shirt. Here, what about this blue one?"
"So you don't think I need more than a shirt? No pants? Feeling a little kinky tonight?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and looking meaningfully at Hutch.
"No, of course you don't need to wear pants," Hutch said ironically and rolled his eyes. Really, Starsky was too much. "And the pants you're wearing already are fine. Just keep 'em on. And hurry up. We're late."
Taste