My entry for the Valentine�s Day fic challenge. It�s all a figment of my deluded mind. No harm intended.

Words and phrases that had to be used:

"Not in a million years"

procrastinate

"Laugh it up, fuzzball!"

"You threw off my groove."

lemon

�No, Daniel, I don�t think so. Not in a million years!�

�But, Darren, baby, it would be so neat.� Daniel commented as he squeezed the lemon slice in his tea.

�I am NOT letting you pierce my ear. They have businesses that do that safely.�

�Aww, baby, it would mean so much to me. Think of the symbolism. Me doing it with my own earring.�

Darren huffed. �I think not.�

�Don�t you trust me?�

�Not when it comes to putting holes in my body.�

�Darren, I�ll numb it with ice. You said you wanted to get yours pierced, too. I�ve got a spare earring. Let me do it. Please?� He begged. �I promise, I�ll make it good for you.�

�Promise?�

�Yes. So don�t procrastinate any longer. Let me do you.� Daniel�s voice was already husky with anticipation.

�Okaaay.� Darren replied with some trepidation.

Daniel smiled and went to get the ice and beer to sterilize the point of the hoop.� Darren decided to meditate. He figured he would need to be in a calm state of mind for this to happen. Daniel tripped over him coming back from the kitchen. Darren giggled then laughed heartily, rolling on the floor at the sight of Daniel wearing the liquid he�d spilled when he fell.

�Laugh it up, fuzzball!� Daniel growled. �Just keep it up and we�ll see who has the last laugh.

Darren pouted instantly. �You threw off my groove.�

Daniel sighed. �I�m sorry. Let me get some more beer.�

He hurried back and placed his earring in the bowl of beer. Then he held the ice to Darren�s ear lobe.

�Maybe it would be better if I just drank a couple.�

�Darren, it�ll be okay, I promise.� He pinched Darren�s ear and the singer didn�t flinch. �Okay, hold still now.� He took his earring from the bowl and pressed the point firmly and steadily against the soft, cold flesh. Soon it was through.

�There, that wasn�t so bad, was it?� Daniel said as he threaded the other gold hoop through his partner�s ear. He rinsed his own in the beer again, and put it back in his ear.

�You�re done? Already?�

�Yep. Take a look.�

Darren stood up and went into their tiny bathroom. He looked in the small mirror. Daniel stepped up behind him. They both smiled.

�It looks good, Jonesy.�

�Yeah, it does. Happy Valentine�s Day, Darren. Are you ready for that reward now?�

�Oh yeah.� Darren said as he grabbed Daniel�s hand and pulled him into their small bedroom.

The End.