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SGA crossover with QAF UK, Lorne/Kav (PG-13)

Title: Can you believe it, they have toilets where no-ones ever had sex!
Author: ria_kukalaka
Pairing: Lorne/Kavanagh
Word Count: 679
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Lorne and Kavanagh take a trip down Canal Street.
Spoilers: The Return, part I.
Prompt: Oct 3rd challenge at slashing_lorne: Anything British. And ‘049: Club’ for fanfic100.
Disclaimer If the parallel universe theory is correct, there's some distant AU out there where I own them. Unfortunately this is not it.
Notes: This is very loosely a crossover with QAF UK. But it really doesn’t matter if you’ve never seen it. All you need to know is Canal Street is crowded with gay bars.
Thanks to azicrow for the beta and I suppose forcing me to watch QAF in the first place.

“Oh come on Cal! It’ll be fun.” Nick Lorne pleaded with his lover, as they walked down a street in Manchester.

“I suppose that depends upon your definition of fun, Nicholas.” Kavanagh grouched back, not at all convinced.

Lorne pouted, putting on his best puppy dog expression. “I let you waste time at the – I mean we had a great time at the fascinating science thing.”

“The London Science Museum,” Kavanagh corrected with a roll of his eyes. “And they had the Dr. Who exhibition.” He threw Lorne a sidelong glance, not buying into the look at all. “Don’t look at me like that. I know you had fun pretending to fly the TARDIS.”

“It’s our last day here, aren’t you even the slightest bit curious?” Lorne continued, undeterred.

Kavanagh lowered his voice, whispering conspiratorially. “ I don’t know if you know this, they keep it pretty quiet, but we have gay bars back home.” He paused, the change in mood almost palpable for a moment before he corrected himself. “In America.”

“And now that I’m back with the SGC, you think I can just hang out at the local gay bar?” Lorne asked smugly, knowing he’d won this argument.

Kavanagh sighed but changed direction accordingly, heading back towards the street.


“You never been to a gay bar before have you?” Lorne asked in obvious amusement as he watched Cal stare open-mouthed at the bright neon signs and couples jam-packed on the dance floor.

“Not exactly my thing.” Kavanagh replied tightly, before he jumped out of the way suddenly as some guy, who seemed to have lost his shirt, groped his ass. Nick laughed, throwing his arm around Cal’s waist and marking his claim. “Let’s get you a drink.”


Nick had tried and tried and tried to convince Calvin to dance with him. But the answer had been fixed. Finally he’d given up and gone off by himself, knowing Cal was watching from the balcony.

He was a pretty good dancer and didn’t exactly have any trouble finding partners. He danced casually with several attractive guys, moving closer and closer each time in an attempt to bring Cal down.

Kavanagh just shook his head every time he looked up and continued drinking his weird tasting English beer.


It was getting late, almost closing time and Nick, having given up on his not so devious scheme, was headed back towards Kavanagh. But he was stopped by a good-looking guy, made far more striking by the over-confidence he exuded with ease.

“Stuart.” He stated assertively.

“Nice to meet you.” Nick replied in a completely disinterested tone as he sidestepped the man.

Stuart had people watching too and he wasn’t about to be shown up. He stepped out in front of him again, flicking open the first couple of buttons on his shirt with an assured grin. He leaned closer and whispered enticingly into Lorne’s ear, all charm and poise that never failed him.

Nick had to stop himself rolling his eyes; Cal’s mannerisms were catching. Instead he flicked his head to where his lover was watching the exchange warily. “Sorry, I’m with him.” He said as politely as he could manage.

Stuart followed his gaze and snorted as he saw Kavanagh. “That geek? Ditch him. You can do better.” He drawled in an Irish accent as his hands wandered to Nick’s ass.

Nick was still thinking of a response when Cal cut in. “He’s. not. interested.” He said slowly, emphasising each word. He pulled the airman towards him and kissed him thoroughly, not caring about the masses of people still milling around them.

Nick just smiled, flushed from the kiss and the alcohol. “Sorry, I’m taken.”

Not wasting any more time, he turned back to Cal and dragged him away. “Come on I need a leak.”

Kavanagh just stared at him in astonishment. “And what does that have to do with me?”

Lorne smiled again, but this time it was one of those rare genuine smiles that bought out his dimples and lit up his eyes. “You’ll see.”
Tags: fanfic100, lorne/kav, oct challenge, qaf uk

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