jen's gq edwards/waylon jones fic recs

gq edwards/waylon jones

• the kiss i would have spent on you by susiecarter [GQ has a thing for Croc. It's kind of inconvenient. Except Croc might have a thing for him back—maybe. If only it weren't so fucking hard to be sure.Or: five times GQ and Croc were possibly kind of having a ~moment and got interrupted (including by themselves), plus the time they finally managed to get their shit together.]
• breaking the long loneliness by susiecarter [It took kind of a long time for GQ to get himself back up to par, after Midway. Croc helped—didn't leave him, afterward. Wouldn't leave him. But GQ wasn't going to make a big deal about it if Croc wasn't. Until the Squad's next mission got them captured, anyway, and GQ got thrown in a hole with a bunch of flooded rubble and a Croc who was even more non-verbal than usual, and also probably going to eat him.]
• any fool can get into the ocean by susiecarter [Four times GQ and Croc went swimming together; and one time they were in the water and found a different way to occupy themselves.]
• within us coming together (around us falling apart) by susiecarter [Killer Croc had kind of freaked GQ out at first. But then Croc saved his life, and he figured he needed to do the guy one better than just letting him sit in prison alone with nobody visiting. Not like that could possibly get complicated on him or anything. Right?]
• cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, cloves by dioscorea (GQ may be new to this whole having a coffee shop thing, but he's pretty sure most cafe regulars aren't like these. Or: GQ finds his way to the Squad on a route that involves a lot of confusion, an unlikely friendship with a woman wielding a baseball bat, and someone living in the sewer that won't stop stealing his pumpkin spice lattes.)
• nine-tenths of the law by susiecarter ("Mine," Croc says. (Or: four times Croc called GQ his where other people could hear him, plus one time it was just for GQ.))
• seeing is (eventually) believing by dioscorea (“Croc,” he says, bent over in laughter, trying to catch his breath. “Killer Croc. And GQ.” “Obviously!”“Obviously,” he repeats. Holy shit, he hasn’t laughed this hard in a while. His face hurts.Five times Harley tried to show Flag something, and one time he finally saw it for himself.)