And The Living's Easy // Six Months (Prompt 1 - David/Charlie)
Title: And The Living's Easy
Author: dragonessasmith
Rating: T
Words: 218
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Time // David/Charlie
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Green Eyed Monster
Count: 5/10
Author's Notes: Half way there and one day to go. I can do this. *breathe* The Greg here is (in my head) Greg from CSI:LV, but he's not really integral to the plot.
He's jealous.
He knows it's ridiculous, but he can't help it. He feels like he should be glaring every time Charlie and Greg start laughing at an inside joke, when they start talking about late-night conversations and getting lost.
"It was just camp." Don says, pulling out a chair at the dining room table, and David winces. He hadn't thought he was being so obvious. Even Mr. See-No-Emotions had seen right through him.
"It was just one summer." He mutters back, feeling the irrational part of his mind attempting to take over again.
"You're right. It was only one summer." David looked up, and Don was staring across the table at him.
"Yeah, and look how-"
"Hey, wasn't it only one summer ago that you and Charlie got together?" Don asked, slightly louder than it should have been.
"Three hundred and forty eight days!" Charlie's voice called from the living room, not missing a beat.
"Right, thanks!" Don shouted back.
"Alright, you made your point." David fiddled with the bottle cap from his own drink. "Thanks man."
He took another sip of his beer. "You know, he couldn't remember when my birthday was until he was fifteen. Shows what he really cares about: how long he's been getting laid consecutively."
"Three hundred fifty-"
"Shut up please!"
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Title: Six Months
Author: dragonessasmith
Rating: T
Words: 353
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Time // David/Charlie
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Colby (X3)
Count: 6/10
Author's Notes:
“Suspect has not left the house in over three hours.”
“Copy.” David set down the radio, leaning back in the driver’s seat. There was something almost…relaxing, he decided, about stake outs. Unlike the other agents, they didn’t make him tense, the ‘calm before the storm.’ It was more like waiting for a mole to pop out of the dark, so that you could whack it with a hammer. Stake outs always made him feel like they had the upper hand, and it wasn’t until things started to unravel that he ever felt different.
Except now.
“You could have told me, you know.”
“Colby…” He sighed.
“You know what? Ever since I started working with you guys, I’ve been trying to do those math puzzles in the newspaper-”
“The ones on the comics page.” David asked, eyes never leaving the window.
“Don’t laugh, you knew what I was talking about.”
“Point?”
“I was trying to fit in, and you guys just shut me out until I made-”
“You were trying to fit in.”
“Yeah-”
“By doing math. Colby, did you meet Don and us before you showed up to work on some Monday?”
“That’s not my point. Everything you guys did seemed to revolve around Charlie, and it wasn’t until I got on his good side that I really felt like part of the team. It was obvious with Don, and I guess I figured Megan profiled him or something and decided he was alright. The one thing I couldn’t really figure out was why you were always backing him up without too many questions.”
“Again, your point?”
Colby snorted, glancing out the other window. “If I’d known you had a big gay man crush on him, I wouldn’t have bothered making myself feel stupid over those stupid puzzles.”
“You’re an ass, you know that? A big, stupid…ass.”
“Yeah, well, we’re both pretty stupid if we can’t come up with better insults for each other.”
“Go read the comics.”
“Go call Charlie.”
“Right after I call back your sister.”
“Original.”
“Suspect is heading for the garage, look alive.”
“We’ll finish this later.”
“We better.”
Author: dragonessasmith
Rating: T
Words: 218
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Time // David/Charlie
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Green Eyed Monster
Count: 5/10
Author's Notes: Half way there and one day to go. I can do this. *breathe* The Greg here is (in my head) Greg from CSI:LV, but he's not really integral to the plot.
He's jealous.
He knows it's ridiculous, but he can't help it. He feels like he should be glaring every time Charlie and Greg start laughing at an inside joke, when they start talking about late-night conversations and getting lost.
"It was just camp." Don says, pulling out a chair at the dining room table, and David winces. He hadn't thought he was being so obvious. Even Mr. See-No-Emotions had seen right through him.
"It was just one summer." He mutters back, feeling the irrational part of his mind attempting to take over again.
"You're right. It was only one summer." David looked up, and Don was staring across the table at him.
"Yeah, and look how-"
"Hey, wasn't it only one summer ago that you and Charlie got together?" Don asked, slightly louder than it should have been.
"Three hundred and forty eight days!" Charlie's voice called from the living room, not missing a beat.
"Right, thanks!" Don shouted back.
"Alright, you made your point." David fiddled with the bottle cap from his own drink. "Thanks man."
He took another sip of his beer. "You know, he couldn't remember when my birthday was until he was fifteen. Shows what he really cares about: how long he's been getting laid consecutively."
"Three hundred fifty-"
"Shut up please!"
---
Title: Six Months
Author: dragonessasmith
Rating: T
Words: 353
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Time // David/Charlie
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Colby (X3)
Count: 6/10
Author's Notes:
“Suspect has not left the house in over three hours.”
“Copy.” David set down the radio, leaning back in the driver’s seat. There was something almost…relaxing, he decided, about stake outs. Unlike the other agents, they didn’t make him tense, the ‘calm before the storm.’ It was more like waiting for a mole to pop out of the dark, so that you could whack it with a hammer. Stake outs always made him feel like they had the upper hand, and it wasn’t until things started to unravel that he ever felt different.
Except now.
“You could have told me, you know.”
“Colby…” He sighed.
“You know what? Ever since I started working with you guys, I’ve been trying to do those math puzzles in the newspaper-”
“The ones on the comics page.” David asked, eyes never leaving the window.
“Don’t laugh, you knew what I was talking about.”
“Point?”
“I was trying to fit in, and you guys just shut me out until I made-”
“You were trying to fit in.”
“Yeah-”
“By doing math. Colby, did you meet Don and us before you showed up to work on some Monday?”
“That’s not my point. Everything you guys did seemed to revolve around Charlie, and it wasn’t until I got on his good side that I really felt like part of the team. It was obvious with Don, and I guess I figured Megan profiled him or something and decided he was alright. The one thing I couldn’t really figure out was why you were always backing him up without too many questions.”
“Again, your point?”
Colby snorted, glancing out the other window. “If I’d known you had a big gay man crush on him, I wouldn’t have bothered making myself feel stupid over those stupid puzzles.”
“You’re an ass, you know that? A big, stupid…ass.”
“Yeah, well, we’re both pretty stupid if we can’t come up with better insults for each other.”
“Go read the comics.”
“Go call Charlie.”
“Right after I call back your sister.”
“Original.”
“Suspect is heading for the garage, look alive.”
“We’ll finish this later.”
“We better.”