I discovered this community about... mmm, thirty minutes ago, and.... oh my giddy aunt's knickers!!! I am so excited to find a community dedicated to this pairing which I do so love. So, this is just a wee fic I typed out last night- the idea had been in me head for a while, but I had yet to write it, so here we are! I hope you enjoy. Oh, and credit for the glorious icon goes to sinningia.
Title: Thanks, Dear
Disclaimer: I own nothing, nothing at all; I have never even met Gore Verbinski, Ted Elliot, Terry Rossio, nor the two lovely leading lads- Jack Davenport and Johnny Depp. They belong entirely to themselves. This is fiction, unfortunately. Well, I suppose it might actually have happened, but I severely doubt it.
Summary: In which Jack and Johnny partake in a bit of casual banter on set which turns into... rather something more, and Ted and Terry decide that the fans don’t need too much information
Author’s Note: Inspired by the short clip in the DMC blooper reel where Johnny tucks a bit of Jack’s loose hair behind his ear, and Jack responds by saying “Thanks, dear.” This is my idea of what bits of that film clip might not have been included on the DVD, as it were.
Cross-posted to johnny_rps, and possibly sparrington- I'm not yet sure if I'm allowed to put Jack/Johnny stuff there.