Insane Idiots in Love
Title: Insane Idiots in Love
Author: hopenight
Fandoms: Bones, Merlin
Pairing: Sweets/Merlin
Word Count: 966
Warnings: kidnappers, Merlin being an idiot
Summary: Merlin stopped a kidnapper. Sweets thinks that he is a brave moron. Booth and Bones are there too.
A.N.: Fourth in Pretty Damn Close verse.
Sweets wanted to kill Merlin. This was not what he was expecting when Booth and Brennan called him to tell him that the diplomat’s daughter was rescued. Not. At. All. He really wanted to murder his beautiful, stupid, brave, idiot of a boyfriend. Who goes after a kidnapper?! What sane person goes after a potentially lethal person?! No SANE one that’s for sure. At least not one with a badge and a gun. Currently his job in the FBI has showed him that a badge and a gun are not qualifiers for rationale.
Great his boyfriend is insane. He’s dating an insane person. It would figure.
He parked his car across the street from Destinies, which was now swarming with police and federal agents. He quickly got of the car and jogged across the street.
There sitting in the ambulance with a pretty little fair haired girl on his lap was Merlin. Sweets breathed out a sigh of relief. The young child was playing with Merlin’s spiky hair now lilac tipped as he answered Booth’s questions. Sweets held his head and walked over with a purpose.
“Merlin.”
The hero of the day froze and turned away from Booth. He gave a nervously shy smile, which Sweets would have thought was adorable but not now.
“Hey Lance…”
“Don’t you dare ‘Hey Lance’ me, Merlin,” warned Sweets with his best ‘you are stupid’ tone, “Do you have any idea how totally scared I was when I heard your name?”
Merlin gently put the girl down and whispered something into her ear. She nodded and sat still swinging her legs. The shop owner walked over and pressed his forehead to Sweets’.
“I’m sorry, Lance. But she was screaming and I knew that something was wrong. I just couldn’t…”
The end hung in the air. Sweets understood. Merlin loved children and if one was in trouble then he would help them.
“I understand but what if you got shot? Or stabbed? Or worse?”
Oh crap, his voice cracked. Merlin smiled gently at him. He pressed his lips to his forehead. Sweets shut his eyes in relief.
“You’re right, Lance. I should have put more thought into it. I just couldn’t…there just wasn’t enough time.”
“Alright just don’t go after anymore internationally wanted kidnappers for like a year at least.”
Merlin chuckled and hugged the psychiatrist pressing his lips into the curly mop. They pulled away after a moment. Merlin turned to Booth…who Sweets had forgotten was there until just now. Shit he better have not had heard the voice crack. He did not need puberty jokes. He could feel the analyzing eyes of Doctor Temperance Brennan pierce into them.
“So um you two know each other?” ventured Booth cautiously.
“Not in the Biblical sense yet but yes we’re dating,” said Merlin cheerfully. He walked back to the young girl, his silver glitter Chucks shone in the late afternoon sun. The little girl stood up with arms out. Sweets smiled as his boyfriend (and really how awesome was that?) took the young girl into his arms. Merlin sat back down and began to tell the little girl something. Her eyes got wider as she listened in awe.
“So…” began Booth. Sweets pulled his eyes away from the sight to give his attention to the partners. Brennan stared at Merlin like she was solving a particularly hard set of bones. He could her the girl laugh brightly.
“Yes?”
“When are you…?” the question hung in the air. Sweets considered his options. He could answer now and make it like a band-aid. Or he could wait until their next sessions and let it become a festering wound.
“Look I normally go for girls. Merlin’s the first guy that I really liked in that way. So if you have a problem with it then you can forget about this incident or request someone else for therapy.”
Did he just say that? Why did he just say that? He was giving them a way out of their sessions. Stupid, stupid, stupid…
“Whoa! Take it easy there, Sweets. I was just asking. I thought you were still with Daisy, you know? Well congratulations are in order, I guess.”
Stupid…wait…what? Did Booth give his blessing? Huh well that was interesting. Sweets filed away that tidbit to analyze later. He sagged in relief though. Brennan also looked surprised.
“Bones, why do you look so surprised?”
“Well merely because the Catholic Church’s beliefs on homosexuality contradict your feelings on Sweets’ relationship.”
“Are you saying that you wanted Booth to not be okay with me and Merlin, Doctor Brennan?”
“Nothing like that, Doctor Sweets. I was just pointing out that Booth’s feelings toward your new relationship are contradictory to his religious faith. Anthropologically speaking homosexuality is needed in times of overpopulation, such as right now. They provide companionship and intercourse without the chance of children being reproduced. The reason it was frowned upon in ancient times was that it took away from the genetic pool when the world was under populated.”
Sweets stared at Booth.
“She’s fine with it, Sweets.”
“Ah. Well if you excuse me.”
“Sure, you’re boyfriend’s a hero, Sweets.”
“Yeah but he’s still an insane idiot,” murmured Sweets as he walked over to Merlin. He watched as the shop owner placed the young girl on the gurney and stepped down. He looked at Booth.
“She fell asleep.”
Sweets wrapped his arms around Merlin again. He just needed to feel him. Assure himself that he was there.
“They said that psycho had a gun on the phone. I thought you got shot.”
“He did but I got it away from him.”
“You scared me today.”
“I’m sorry, Lance.”
“Just shut up and hold me, Merlin.”
Merlin nodded and kissed Sweets’ forehead gently. Together they blocked out the world.