Fun Fic Friday!
~Fun Fic Friday~
TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke, Reid, or Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? (Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it.) Here's your chance to ( Read more... )
The doctor had come home early. If he hadn't, he never would have seen Luke's treachery. Luke was in the kitchen--Reid's sanctuary-despoiling it. Reid watched briefly, noting the familiar movement of Luke's hands and lips. Having seen enough, Reid loudly threw his briefcase onto the counter, causing a loud thump.
Luke whirled around, bewildered, his full red lips glistening from his perfidy.
"So, Luke, what do you have to say for yourself?" Reid felt like he was in the middle of a really bad soap opera asking such a question. When they started this relationship, Reid never thought such a day would come.
"I don't know what you mean," Luke said boldly and without a hint of remorse.
Reid responded with an ironic smirk, saying, "You're not going to try to deny it? You just can't keep your hands and mouth to yourself, can you?"
Luke's mouth fell open slightly, galled by Reid's nerve. It wasn't like Reid was exactly a saint. "You're being ridiculous. I caught you doing the same thing a month ago. Hell, you do it all the time."
"Don't try to deflect. We're talking about you."
Luke took a step forward, lazily grinning to irritate the other man. "What can I say, Reid? I'm a man and I have needs."
"At four in the afternoon? You couldn't make it another two hours until I got home, so you just had to satisfy the urge without me." Reid felt his stomach tighten as Luke slowly ran his tongue across his lips. "Bastard," he thought.
Luke finally huffed, "It's a freaking sandwich, Reid. And, since I'm the one who made it yesterday and didn't eat half, it's technically mine."
"All sandwiches in the refrigerator are mine, you know that."
"Reid, you still have a sandwich left in there." Exasperation tinged Luke's voice.
Reid shrugged. "Well, yours looked better, and I've been thinking about it all day. Emma's roasted chicken," he sighed, mourning the loss.
Shaking his head, Luke could only say, "I cannot believe you have sandwich envy. Why are you home, anyway? And don't tell me it's for that sandwich."
"It's not," Reid mumbled, still sulking at being deprived of the sandwich.
"Well…" Luke said expectantly.
"I knew you were going to be home early," Reid finally said. Luke always managed to get the truth eventually, so he might as well get it over with.
"Awwww, you came home to see me?" Luke's smile was impossibly wide.
Reid put up his hand, shaking it slightly, keeping the younger man at bay.
"Don't use that syrupy voice again. It's not like I bought you a puppy."
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment