Busted (pt 4) [Castle/Beckett]

[shimmeryshine]

busted - part four (Ryan and Esposito)
The story of how Castle and Beckett get totally busted by literally every person they know.
castle/beckett - pg-13
a/n: Also known as: How Everyone Finds out Castle and Becket are Banging.

Comments

[sparkles_mouse]

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!! You capped off my night great.

That’s what he says anyway, dramatically and with a flourish as he and Esposito trade the notebook back and forth, sharing intel like they’re in the CIA.- I also love that he's such a mini Castle. Trying to be all mystery writer like. Oh Ryan. I want to snuggle you and your sweater vests.

1. Found a suspicious long, light brown hair on Castle’s jacket. Removed with tweezers while he was in interrogation and forwarded to Lanie for testing. Results pending. - OMG. Heather. I'm laughing so hard. I can totally hear Ryan in that. (Shhhh don't tell. Let's kick AC out of bed. That's so gonna come back to bite me in the ass later.)

Elevator rides are dangerous now, or challenges, depending how one looks at things. He’s more the type to view it as the latter, but she’s carrying a gun again and neither of them wants Gates on their back about their new status. So they’re being careful. Touching is for home, and well, trying not to touch is for work.- I just love your tone so much. I want to take it under the middle school bleachers and make out with it.

like he didn’t shove her into a stairwell after the first interrogation they did together after coming back to the Twelfth. - God that's hot.

His eyes are wide and unfocused as the elevator doors ping open and she walks out backward. - Shit I can picture that walk and it's so sexy.

2. Beckett arrives at the precinct in a turtleneck. It is 92 degrees outside. - LMAO.

“Feeling chilly this morning?” Esposito tosses at her, hiding behind his sunglasses and a smirk. Funny.

“Laundry day,” she says coolly, daring him to push.

“Don’t you usually wear less clothes on laundry day?” Ryan chimes in, and then they’re both looking at her in this knowing way that makes her want to slap them both and then slap Castle because it’s his fault she’s wearing this oppressive and completely noticeable turtleneck in the middle of summer. - Maybe I wanna take you underneath the bleachers. Anyway, I love this dialogue. It's so freaking them that in my head this is happening and it's awesome. Don't stop. Ever.

“Maybe you should buy her a new shirt, bro. Girl looks hot.” Ryan laughs and bumps shoulders with Esposito as they continue to pick at her.

“Do you guys want to get on with this crime scene, or should I call Joan Rivers so you can keep talking about what I’m wearing today.” - Crying about how good your dialogue is. Taking that under the bleachers too. It's getting crowded.

“Next time you want to bite me, Castle? Do it somewhere I can cover withregular clothes.” - Maybe he's a vampire. (I'd let him bite me.)

3. After lunch, Castle’s coffee cup is in the middle of Beckett’s desk. Took a swab of the rim, sent down to Lanie for testing. Still awaiting results for the hair found on his jacket as well. - LOLOLOLOL. 

[sparkles_mouse]

The plastic of his lid is warm against her mouth, from him or his coffee, she doesn’t know, but the low hum she releases as the dark liquid passes through her lips, over her tongue and down her throat is so appreciative she can almost feel him canting toward her on instinct alone. - This bitch even makes drinking coffee arousing. She's also coming under the bleachers (that's what he said?)

She hems and haws, takes another long sip, makes a show of licking her lips. “Maybe I’ll let you have some.” From her mouth.  - Hahahahahahahahaha.

4. Making out against her car. Case closed. - ILU. Like more than I love cupcakes. That's right. Let that process. It's a lot to take in.

She cuts him off again, but this time with her mouth, fisting both of her hands in the lapels of his jacket and shoving him up against the back door of her car. He grunts into her mouth, which is open and oh her tongue is sweeping out, rolling over his bottom lip, fighting it’s way into his mouth as his hands shoot out uselessly and then finally settle on the sides of her shoulders. - DUDE. This is canon now. Okay. Back to the review.

“Well, not for sure,” Ryan jumps in, fingering the little notebook in his pocket. “I mean, the tests weren’t back yet - ”- LMAO.

Castle’s eyes get wide as he shakes his head and raises his hands, palms up, a kind of surrender. “Never.”  - Come be my man slave, Castle.

“Oh ew.” Muffled sounds of disgust come drifting through the closed doors of her car, making them both laugh against each other’s mouths. - I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH.

So let's meet under the bleachers soon. (Bring treats.)

[shimmeryshine]

So what I gathered from this, jess, is that you would really, really like to do some things under the bleachers.

Or something?

Will there be cupcakes down there, because I am game if there will be cupcakes.

[sparkles_mouse]

Bring treats was code for: BRING ME SOME CUPCAKES WHEN YOU GET DOWN HERE.

But I guess if I'm throwing this bleacher party I can bring the cupcakes.

[shimmeryshine]

GOOD, SINCE I AM BRINGING ALL THE OTHER STUFF.

[sparkles_mouse]

Oh right...

I WILL BUY YOU A CUPCAKE SHOP IN RETURN!!! (And Dylan 's)

[shimmeryshine]

:'))))