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Title: It Just May Be a Lunatic You're Looking For
Author: fangirl1981
Rating: PG
Pairings: Shawn/Lassiter
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I'm just borrowing them.
Summary: There is no plot here. It's just a little something that popped into my head and begged to be posted.Takes place in some earlier part of the series before Shawn dated Juliet.
Note: So I have never written Psych fanfic before and I haven't written any fanfic in forever. Totally un-betaed. Consider yourself warned I guess. The title comes from the Billy Joel song "You May Be Right" which I think is the ultimate Shawn/Lassiter song.
Carlton Lassiter opened his door to find Shawn Spencer on the other side.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have the most bluest blue eyes?"
"What?"
"They're like deep pools of blue Gatorade."
Spencer wasn't making any less sense than he usually did but he was slurring his words and looking decidedly unsteady.
"You're drunk." Lassiter pronounced.
"I might be just a teeny tiny little bit drunk."
"Go home and sleep it off."
Lassiter started to shut the door on him when Spencer exclaimed, "Wait! I have to tell you something really important!"
"What is it?"
"Can I come in? This is huge, earth shattering news!"
Knowing he would regret it Lassiter stepped aside to let Spencer enter. After he shut the door he asked, "What is it that you wanted to tell me?"
Spencer put his arms on Lassiter's shoulders, leaned in and whispered, "I like you."
"You like me? That's terrific. Thanks for stopping by." Lassiter sarcastically replied.
As he turned to escort Spencer out Shawn grabbed him and said, "No, you don't get it. I mean I like, like you. Like in a I can't stop thinking about you kind of way. Like in a I think you are sexy in a stuffy, grumpy. repressed kind of way. And I really want to kiss you right now but not just right now, but like all the time, always. And I shouldn't because you don't like me even though you should because I like you and I'm a really good kisser. Just ask Gus."
"You mean you and Guster are..."
"No, no, no. It was just a little experimental kissing back when we were younger but don't tell Gus I told you because he swore me to silence. And I think I might be more drunk than I thought I was because I'm not making any sense."
"Like you ever do." Lassiter scoffed, just as Shawn launched himself at him and the next thing he knew Spencer's lips were on his and he was kissing Spencer back and Spencer wasn't lying about being a good kisser. Then he realized he should really stop because Spencer was drunk and Lassiter didn't do this with other men no matter how good it felt..
He pushed Spencer away as he broke the kiss but Spencer just looked up at him with a blissful expression and sighed, "That was nice."
Just as Lassiter was about to open his mouth to categorically deny the niceness, Shawn placed a finger against his lips and said, "Shhh, don't ruin the moment Lassie."
"I wasn't going to...", he exclaimed, "There was no moment."
Shawn backed away saying "Don't deny the epicness. You and I are like Han and Leia, Sam and Diane, Turner and Hooch." He then flopped down on the sofa and promptly began snoring.
Author: fangirl1981
Rating: PG
Pairings: Shawn/Lassiter
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I'm just borrowing them.
Summary: There is no plot here. It's just a little something that popped into my head and begged to be posted.Takes place in some earlier part of the series before Shawn dated Juliet.
Note: So I have never written Psych fanfic before and I haven't written any fanfic in forever. Totally un-betaed. Consider yourself warned I guess. The title comes from the Billy Joel song "You May Be Right" which I think is the ultimate Shawn/Lassiter song.
Carlton Lassiter opened his door to find Shawn Spencer on the other side.
"Has anyone ever told you that you have the most bluest blue eyes?"
"What?"
"They're like deep pools of blue Gatorade."
Spencer wasn't making any less sense than he usually did but he was slurring his words and looking decidedly unsteady.
"You're drunk." Lassiter pronounced.
"I might be just a teeny tiny little bit drunk."
"Go home and sleep it off."
Lassiter started to shut the door on him when Spencer exclaimed, "Wait! I have to tell you something really important!"
"What is it?"
"Can I come in? This is huge, earth shattering news!"
Knowing he would regret it Lassiter stepped aside to let Spencer enter. After he shut the door he asked, "What is it that you wanted to tell me?"
Spencer put his arms on Lassiter's shoulders, leaned in and whispered, "I like you."
"You like me? That's terrific. Thanks for stopping by." Lassiter sarcastically replied.
As he turned to escort Spencer out Shawn grabbed him and said, "No, you don't get it. I mean I like, like you. Like in a I can't stop thinking about you kind of way. Like in a I think you are sexy in a stuffy, grumpy. repressed kind of way. And I really want to kiss you right now but not just right now, but like all the time, always. And I shouldn't because you don't like me even though you should because I like you and I'm a really good kisser. Just ask Gus."
"You mean you and Guster are..."
"No, no, no. It was just a little experimental kissing back when we were younger but don't tell Gus I told you because he swore me to silence. And I think I might be more drunk than I thought I was because I'm not making any sense."
"Like you ever do." Lassiter scoffed, just as Shawn launched himself at him and the next thing he knew Spencer's lips were on his and he was kissing Spencer back and Spencer wasn't lying about being a good kisser. Then he realized he should really stop because Spencer was drunk and Lassiter didn't do this with other men no matter how good it felt..
He pushed Spencer away as he broke the kiss but Spencer just looked up at him with a blissful expression and sighed, "That was nice."
Just as Lassiter was about to open his mouth to categorically deny the niceness, Shawn placed a finger against his lips and said, "Shhh, don't ruin the moment Lassie."
"I wasn't going to...", he exclaimed, "There was no moment."
Shawn backed away saying "Don't deny the epicness. You and I are like Han and Leia, Sam and Diane, Turner and Hooch." He then flopped down on the sofa and promptly began snoring.