CSI: NY Fic: Penguins
Title: Penguins
Fandom: CSI: NY (Danny/Lindsay)
Rating: G/PG
Prompt: 18a- Tuxedo
Spoilers: None, really. Mentions a line from S2's "Risk", but it's not really spoilery, I don't think.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue? You won't get much anyway. Haha.
Author's Notes: Hee. This one popped into my head when I came up with the prompt. Poor Danny. Heh.
"I look stupid,"
"You look fine,"
"I look like a flippin' penguin,"
"You do not. You look great."
"Flack would be makin' fun of me if he could see me right now all gussied up and such,"
"That's one of the reasons Flack is still single,"
He chuckled, rubbing a hand across his mouth to mask his smile. Then his eyebrow rose.
"Well I don't see you dragging him to the opera,"
"I'm not dating Flack, Danny," Lindsay said, leaning out of the bathroom to look at him. "I'm dating you, and as I recall, you're the one that said you were, what was it? Oh yeah, you were 'hanging out with all the wrong people',"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he waved her off. She grinned. She flicked a brush through her hair one last time, checked her lipstick, and flipped off the light.
She walked across the room to him and stood before him, reaching up to straighten his bow tie. He smiled.
"You look beautiful, Lindsay," Danny said. She flushed for a moment and he beamed. His hand lifted to tilt her chin and he kissed her. She smiled.
"All right, enough of that," Lindsay said. "Come on, Mumble,"
Danny frowned as he slipped his coat on.
"Mumble?"
She laughed and tucked her arm through his.
"It's probably best that you don't ask," she said. "Nor think about it," He shrugged and they headed to the theater.
It was halfway though the show when Danny's mouth suddenly dropped open and he turned to stare at Lindsay.
"What?" she whispered. "What's wrong?"
"I do look like a penguin! You called me freakin' Mumble! Like from that penguin movie!" Danny whispered furiously. Lindsay bit her lip to keep from laughing.
"I told you not to think about it!" she said. "Besides, I was only teasing. You need to wear a tuxedo more often,"
Danny glowered for a moment. Lindsay leaned over to rest her head on his shoulder and to whisper into his ear.
"Plus, I love penguins."
Fandom: CSI: NY (Danny/Lindsay)
Rating: G/PG
Prompt: 18a- Tuxedo
Spoilers: None, really. Mentions a line from S2's "Risk", but it's not really spoilery, I don't think.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Don't sue? You won't get much anyway. Haha.
Author's Notes: Hee. This one popped into my head when I came up with the prompt. Poor Danny. Heh.
"I look stupid,"
"You look fine,"
"I look like a flippin' penguin,"
"You do not. You look great."
"Flack would be makin' fun of me if he could see me right now all gussied up and such,"
"That's one of the reasons Flack is still single,"
He chuckled, rubbing a hand across his mouth to mask his smile. Then his eyebrow rose.
"Well I don't see you dragging him to the opera,"
"I'm not dating Flack, Danny," Lindsay said, leaning out of the bathroom to look at him. "I'm dating you, and as I recall, you're the one that said you were, what was it? Oh yeah, you were 'hanging out with all the wrong people',"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he waved her off. She grinned. She flicked a brush through her hair one last time, checked her lipstick, and flipped off the light.
She walked across the room to him and stood before him, reaching up to straighten his bow tie. He smiled.
"You look beautiful, Lindsay," Danny said. She flushed for a moment and he beamed. His hand lifted to tilt her chin and he kissed her. She smiled.
"All right, enough of that," Lindsay said. "Come on, Mumble,"
Danny frowned as he slipped his coat on.
"Mumble?"
She laughed and tucked her arm through his.
"It's probably best that you don't ask," she said. "Nor think about it," He shrugged and they headed to the theater.
It was halfway though the show when Danny's mouth suddenly dropped open and he turned to stare at Lindsay.
"What?" she whispered. "What's wrong?"
"I do look like a penguin! You called me freakin' Mumble! Like from that penguin movie!" Danny whispered furiously. Lindsay bit her lip to keep from laughing.
"I told you not to think about it!" she said. "Besides, I was only teasing. You need to wear a tuxedo more often,"
Danny glowered for a moment. Lindsay leaned over to rest her head on his shoulder and to whisper into his ear.
"Plus, I love penguins."