#000 All Tangled Up (Brennan/Booth)
Title: All Tangled Up
Fandom: Bones
Characters: Brennan/Booth
Prompt: #000 That’s no way to live, all tangled up
Word Count: 327
Rating: T+
Summary: Booth attempts yet again to pull Brennan away from the lab.
Notes: Written for multicolour. January 8.
“Bones?”
“Mmmm?”
“Dinner. You, me, Chinese. How about it?”
She glances up and fixes him with a contemplative look. Her lip juts out just so and her eyes narrow at him in a way that makes his insides twitch uncomfortably.
“You know I have a lot of work to do,” she answers simply before turning her attention back to said work.
He scowls softly at the top of her head but doesn’t give up. “C’mon, Bones! Leave the evil of paperwork behind for awhile, join me. You have to eat sometime.” He offers his best wounded puppy dog expression when her eyes flicker quickly over him once more.
She frowns at him. More twitching ensues.
“Staying at work,” he goes on, waving his hands in the air. “That’s no way to live.”
“Hmmm?”
“Tangled up in your work, I mean. You can’t hide behind it forever.” He taps a finger on his nose and gives a quick nod, almost poking himself in the eye in the process. He drops his hand to his side immediately and a thought occurs to him. Why not make the offer more appealing to her?
“I’ll pay,” he adds with a shrug.
Her lips curl at the corners but don’t quite form a smile. She doesn’t make any sign that she’s ready to drop everything and go with him.
“We can get dessert as well.” His voice is light, teasing and hopeful. Particularly hopeful.
Silence.
“Bones?”
“Fine,” she finally accepts, feigning frustration. “But I can only spare an hour.”
He is unprepared for the force of the grin that suddenly takes claim of his face and is surprised when she returns the smile with her own and begins to pack up what she can’t leave out. “An hour is great.”
+++
Three and a half hours later, she’s laughing at one of his more pathetic attempts at a joke and has long forgotten about the work she left back at the lab.
Fandom: Bones
Characters: Brennan/Booth
Prompt: #000 That’s no way to live, all tangled up
Word Count: 327
Rating: T+
Summary: Booth attempts yet again to pull Brennan away from the lab.
Notes: Written for multicolour. January 8.
“Bones?”
“Mmmm?”
“Dinner. You, me, Chinese. How about it?”
She glances up and fixes him with a contemplative look. Her lip juts out just so and her eyes narrow at him in a way that makes his insides twitch uncomfortably.
“You know I have a lot of work to do,” she answers simply before turning her attention back to said work.
He scowls softly at the top of her head but doesn’t give up. “C’mon, Bones! Leave the evil of paperwork behind for awhile, join me. You have to eat sometime.” He offers his best wounded puppy dog expression when her eyes flicker quickly over him once more.
She frowns at him. More twitching ensues.
“Staying at work,” he goes on, waving his hands in the air. “That’s no way to live.”
“Hmmm?”
“Tangled up in your work, I mean. You can’t hide behind it forever.” He taps a finger on his nose and gives a quick nod, almost poking himself in the eye in the process. He drops his hand to his side immediately and a thought occurs to him. Why not make the offer more appealing to her?
“I’ll pay,” he adds with a shrug.
Her lips curl at the corners but don’t quite form a smile. She doesn’t make any sign that she’s ready to drop everything and go with him.
“We can get dessert as well.” His voice is light, teasing and hopeful. Particularly hopeful.
Silence.
“Bones?”
“Fine,” she finally accepts, feigning frustration. “But I can only spare an hour.”
He is unprepared for the force of the grin that suddenly takes claim of his face and is surprised when she returns the smile with her own and begins to pack up what she can’t leave out. “An hour is great.”
+++
Three and a half hours later, she’s laughing at one of his more pathetic attempts at a joke and has long forgotten about the work she left back at the lab.