[fic] juxtaposition ; psych, shawn & gus, lassie, vick

[delacourtings]

juxtaposition. psych. shawn & gus. g. 200. ao3.

“i am not doing this, shawn!”

“why not? it’ll be a piece of cake. we’re practically a couple already.”

notes: for a seasonsofdrabbles treat.

“I am not doing this, Shawn!”

 

“Why not? It’ll be a piece of cake. We’re practically a couple already.”

 

“We are not!” Gus turns to Lassie and Karen. “Are we practically a couple?”

 

“Well…” Karen says.

 

“Absolutely,” says Lassie.

 

Gus points his finger Lassie’s way. “Why don’t you be his fake boyfriend? Since this is a workshop for dysfunctional relationships and all.”

 

“Actually…” Shawn studies Lassie. "He’s got a point.”

 

Gus harrumphs. Lassie goes to fold his already crossed arms. “Absolutely not.”

 

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“I don’t have a good feeling about this,” Gus says, watching Shawn and Lassie through his binoculars. “Maybe I should go in.”

 

Karen looks at him disbelievingly. “You’re the one who didn’t want to be Shawn’s fake boyfriend.”

 

“Yeah, but that was before I knew how bad Lassie was gonna be at it. Look,” Gus says, swatting Karen’s arm without taking his gaze away from the scene across the street. “He just let Shawn fall during a trust exercise! Oh, hell no!” Gus throws the binoculars down, rushing so much that his seatbelt gets caught in the door as he exits.

 

Karen sighs, “I give it three minutes till they’re all kicked out.”

 

They last forty-five seconds.