Fic!
Just a little double drabble I came up with whislt mocking my mother.
Title: Glasses (?)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ben/Riley
Summary: Riley's lost his glasses.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
“Ben!” the dismay in the computer geek’s voice was clear, though the reason why was not. Ben headed down the hall and stuck his head into their bedroom. Aforementioned techie had the dresser drawers open and was digging through in a frantic search for something.
“What’s the matter?” Ben asked. Riley spun around, his blue eyes wide.
“I can’t find my glasses. I was developing a program yesterday and I can’t finish it without them.”
“Oh, I see.” Ben bit his lip to keep his smirk from showing.
“Have you maybe seen them anywhere?” Riley asked hopefully.
“Maybe...”
“C’mon, Ben, I need them!” he begged, putting on a rather adorable pout.
“Riley--”
“You’re a treasure hunter! Surely it’s a lot easier to find a pair of glasses than a city of gold, right?”
“Ri--”
“You don’t even need clues to find glasses!”
“Riley!” Ben grinned at him, amused. “They’re on your head.”
“Wha-?” the younger man reached up on top of his head. “Oh.”
“I found your glasses, now you owe me.” Ben teased him, catching him by the wrist and pulling him close, giving him a bruising kiss.
“What do I owe you?” Riley inquired breathlessly, when they finally broke apart. Ben raised an eyebrow.
“I have some ideas.”
Title: Glasses (?)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ben/Riley
Summary: Riley's lost his glasses.
Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.
“Ben!” the dismay in the computer geek’s voice was clear, though the reason why was not. Ben headed down the hall and stuck his head into their bedroom. Aforementioned techie had the dresser drawers open and was digging through in a frantic search for something.
“What’s the matter?” Ben asked. Riley spun around, his blue eyes wide.
“I can’t find my glasses. I was developing a program yesterday and I can’t finish it without them.”
“Oh, I see.” Ben bit his lip to keep his smirk from showing.
“Have you maybe seen them anywhere?” Riley asked hopefully.
“Maybe...”
“C’mon, Ben, I need them!” he begged, putting on a rather adorable pout.
“Riley--”
“You’re a treasure hunter! Surely it’s a lot easier to find a pair of glasses than a city of gold, right?”
“Ri--”
“You don’t even need clues to find glasses!”
“Riley!” Ben grinned at him, amused. “They’re on your head.”
“Wha-?” the younger man reached up on top of his head. “Oh.”
“I found your glasses, now you owe me.” Ben teased him, catching him by the wrist and pulling him close, giving him a bruising kiss.
“What do I owe you?” Riley inquired breathlessly, when they finally broke apart. Ben raised an eyebrow.
“I have some ideas.”