At times like this I really wish my family hadn't found my stupid livejournal

Because I want to go on about how I'm reading one of those stories where Our Heroes do the dance of unexpressed attraction for hundreds and hundreds of pages and I can tell the writer's a tasteful creature and is going to resolve this not with the ten-page romance-novel-style heaving-busoms treatment it deserves but with a pg-13 makeout followed by a fade to black.

HOW YOU TEASE ME, AUTHORS. Argh.