Drabble Prompt #1: My asexual partner
Title: My asexual partner
Prompt: Touch
Author: havers
Flavor: Criminal Intent
Characters: Alexandra Eames/Robert Goren
Rating: T
Word Count: 196
Summery: Bobby is too late and discovered Alex in a for him complete new situation.
A/N 1: With thinking about Bobby’s reaction in Unrequited to Alex’s NOT staying home and knitting.
A/N 2: With beta help of citjara.
Bobby was running late - 30 minutes. But he couldn’t just hang up the receiver before…before Frances had been pacified and her chaotic world had been stabilized a little.
Turning around the corner - Bobby stopped abruptly. In front of him, a familiar white car came to a halt…Eames’ Honda.
The passenger’s door flew open, but before the attractive man left to head to the next subway station, he leaned toward Eames, laid his arm around her shoulders and kissed her long and passionately.
~:::~
Only when the morning coffee cup popped up into Bobby’s field of vision, he lifted his eyes from his paperwork for a second and welcomed his partner with a murmur. “M…morning.”
“Good morning, Bobby,” Alex replied in a good spirits, but instantly noted that something was wrong.
“What?”
“I…I saw you with…with?”
Alex raised her eyebrows in a frown.
“In your car.”
“Ah, Steve…I told you about him.” Alex smiled.
“I know, but…” Bobby’s eyes wandered from Alex’s face down her petite body and back to her eyes. “…I didn’t need to see it.” He shook his head. “Eames, my asexual partner.”
“Right, it’s like imagining your siblings having sex,” she snickers. “Urg.”
Prompt: Touch
Author: havers
Flavor: Criminal Intent
Characters: Alexandra Eames/Robert Goren
Rating: T
Word Count: 196
Summery: Bobby is too late and discovered Alex in a for him complete new situation.
A/N 1: With thinking about Bobby’s reaction in Unrequited to Alex’s NOT staying home and knitting.
A/N 2: With beta help of citjara.
Bobby was running late - 30 minutes. But he couldn’t just hang up the receiver before…before Frances had been pacified and her chaotic world had been stabilized a little.
Turning around the corner - Bobby stopped abruptly. In front of him, a familiar white car came to a halt…Eames’ Honda.
The passenger’s door flew open, but before the attractive man left to head to the next subway station, he leaned toward Eames, laid his arm around her shoulders and kissed her long and passionately.
~:::~
Only when the morning coffee cup popped up into Bobby’s field of vision, he lifted his eyes from his paperwork for a second and welcomed his partner with a murmur. “M…morning.”
“Good morning, Bobby,” Alex replied in a good spirits, but instantly noted that something was wrong.
“What?”
“I…I saw you with…with?”
Alex raised her eyebrows in a frown.
“In your car.”
“Ah, Steve…I told you about him.” Alex smiled.
“I know, but…” Bobby’s eyes wandered from Alex’s face down her petite body and back to her eyes. “…I didn’t need to see it.” He shook his head. “Eames, my asexual partner.”
“Right, it’s like imagining your siblings having sex,” she snickers. “Urg.”