slashing_lorne | october challenge #12.Dark Blue.Lorne/Parrish

Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Title: Dark Blue
Characters/pairing: Lorne/Parrish
Prompt: Oct 12 - US Navy is formed: write a drabble/ficlet about Lorne's interaction with the Navy, riding on a Navy ship, stationed with navy personnel, cheering for the Army at the Army/Navy game - anything. Single word prompt: navy (could be the colour)
Word Count: 245
Rating: totally General Audience.
Summary: Lorne and Parrish. Watching a copy of a football. In October. On Atlantis.
Author's Notes: Blame this one on Mr Smith himself. And Dragon*Con

“It’s blue.”

Lorne’s tone brooked no argument so of course Parrish argued the point.

“It’s navy,” Parrish insisted, as though the actual name of the colour of the BDUs were all that important, though to him, as a scientist, the life was truly in the details.

“This is not up for debate. You can call your orange flowers apricot, peach, tangerine, salmon or burnt umber all you want, but my uniform is dark blue.”

Hopefully the conversation was over.

“I don’t really understand why what I call the colour of your uniform is such a volatile detail,” Parrish pushed.

“Because no self respecting Airman would be caught dead in anything called Navy. They call the Navy seamen. It’s like a point of honour.”

“Well, why didn’t you say so? It isn’t as if it’s that big of a deal or anything,” Parrish gave in.

Lorne stared at him as though he’d sprouted a second head or a third eye, wondering if it wasn’t a big deal, why they’d spent the last ten minutes discussing it.

“Ready to watch the last few minutes of the game,” Lorne asked, reaching over to unpause the computer screen.

“Can we call it ‘dark blue’?” Parrish asked just before Lorne could hit the spacebar, his voice soft and obviously not wanting to prolong the almost fight.

“We can call it anything you want to,” Lorne said, giving in.

At the gleam in Parrish’s eyes, he quickly added: “Except Navy.”