Valentine, Shawn/Lassiter, PG-13
Author: fofomazuzu
Title: Valentine
Fandom: Psych
Pairing: Shawn/Lassiter
Raitng: PG-13 (Maybe Soft-R)
Summary: Lassiter has bene avoiding Shawn, and it's driving him insane.
Warning: Homosexual content and sexual content. Nudity.
Disclaimer: I'm Gay!(lol) Oh, and that I dont own Psych or the song 'Valentine'. All credit for the Lyrics go to Rockstar Supernova and Epic Records, Characters are owned by the creators and USA Network.
Slowly I lift up the blinds
Another day away
Further from watching your lines
Saying what they wanted to say, again.
So the chances that passes us by
Cause I can’t seem to open your eyes
If you could see how this hurts
To feel only words
Dangerous, wonderful
I’m so invisible
Can you build me just to break me at last?
Caged like an animal
This is so predictable
Are you falling, because I’m falling so bad?
Slowly you crept up behind
I wanted you to stay
Hiding the sex in your mind
Staring while they look away
Valentine - Rock Star Supernova
Waking up, Shawn yawned loudly and stretched out his arms up in the air, with his hands in fists. Lowering them to opposite of each other, knowing one arm would touch a certain someone, only to feel sheets, which were cold. Confused, Shawn paranoidly wiped his hands around the bed, multitaskingly scanning the room. “Carl?” Shawn yelled, loud enough for the whole apartment to hear. Unfortunately, he heard no response. He decided to go find Lassiter in the kitchen, along with some warm coffee. Shawn tossed the blanket off of him to only remember something, he was naked. “No matter how much Carly would love me to walk in the kitchen in the nude, this hot body is only bare in the shower and in the bed, in which Lassiter is both welcome to join me in at any time,” grabbing his boxers and putting them on, he got up and gracefully entered into the kitchen.
“Wasn’t last night great? I’ve never heard you squeal…” Shawn didn’t finish his sentence because there was no one in the room to entice. Peering at the fridge, he saw that it was not occupied with a post-it not that Carl would usually leave if he left without notice. Guessing he just forgot, Shawn headed towards the coffee pot which was empty. This was getting annoying, if he was going to desert me, might as well make coffee to make up for it,
Shawn thought.
Surviving a very annoying morning, Shawn went to hang out at his office with Gus mentioning the disappearance of Lassi.
“Maybe he had to get to work early, he is a cop, and you do realize that right?” Gus questioned.
“Of course I realize that or I wouldn’t be doing all these cases in front of his face,” staring out the window. “Ah ha, he’s here!”
“Lassiter?”
“No, our new secretary from the modeling agency.”
“I though you stopped that?”
“I did until I realized how attractive the guys they send to us are. Let us welcome our new employee,” Shawn said rubbing his hands together with excitement.”
“You’re twisted Shawny boy,” Gus rolled his eyes.
Later the same day, Shawn visited the police department. Everybody had gotten so used to Shawn that they ignored him. The problem to all this comfort is that Lassiter just passed by Shawn without noticing him.
“Hey Carly!” Shawn shouted, very cocky like.
Lassiters’ shoulder’s cringed as he stopped walking and turned to face Shawn with his usual face on him. “What do you want, Spencer?”
“At least nothing is wrong with you.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Whispering, “You ditched me this morning.”
“I had to work, Shawn.” He said through gritted teeth.
“That never stopped you from staying in bed, before” raising his left eyebrow.
“Leave me alone Spencer, I’ve got a case to work on,” Lassiter spun around almost violently and walked away. Shawn growled, frantically waving his arms around in anger. He forgot that he was in public, and people were staring.
“Oh, uh, I sense a very evil spirit in here, it possessed me for a sec.” shifting his eyes side to side nervously. “Sorry if I broke anything or did any embarrassing acts in the process.” Before Shawn got any redder in the face, he quickly exited the building.
“He’s avoiding me!” Shawn yelled.
“Did you ever notice that you are very expressional with your hands?” Gus replied.
“What?” Shawn said confused.
“Well, today, you were so angry I almost got whacked in the head by your elbow.”
“Where is our little thumper boy?” staring at the empty secretary desk.
“He had to go to a photo shoot… a nude photo shoot for Instinct magazine.”
“Dude! Our model’s gay? That’s freakin’ awesome.” Jumping up and down, squealing joyfully.
“Weren’t we talking about Lassiter?” Gus reminded.
“Oh yeah, why do you think he is trying to ignore me?”
“It could just be an act, he is closeted.”
“That better be it, because I’m calling him tonight and have a little talk-to-talk because he is doing a real good job at pissing me off.”
Staring at his cell phone, Shawn thought that if he really should talk to Carlton about this afternoon. “I’m sure it’s only his daily male PMS, he should have gotten over it by now,” Dialing Lassiter’s cell number. Lassiter usually waited for three rings before actually considering answering his phone, which annoyed Shawn because of his impatience. When a response comes through the phone, Shawn was relieved that Lassiter was in the mood to talk to him.
“Hello…” said Lassiter’s voice.
“Hey, I think we need to talk…”
“…I’m not at the phone, leave a message and I’ll get back to your eventually.”
Shawn sighed, “Call me, I need to talk to you,” and hung up. Deciding that the day was too stressful, going to bed was the best solution.
The next day, he sat around the office waiting for the cell phone to ring. When Gus walked into the room, it frightened Shawn and made him even more nervous for the rest of the day. Leaving another voice message, he went out with Gus to the clubs (“I want to try out these new jeans with the guys, they love the ‘hexagon’,” Gus commented.).
Each message Shawn left, another one Lassiter wouldn’t answer. Tired of being shunned, he drove over to Lassiter’s house, by motorcycle. Lassi always got turned on by the Shawn’s cycle. He rushed up to the door, in his leather jacket and the tightest pair of jeans that he owned. He knocked on the door, giving Lassiter one last chance to be less of a jerk to him. With great luck, he saw the door opening, and to great hope it was Lassiter on the other side. Horny and frustrated as Shawn could ever be, he yanked on his tie that was still around his neck and they connected lips. It was minutes before they let go of each other. Whispering in Lassi’s ear as sexy as he could make it, Shawn said “I knew you wanted me, I bet you did this just to rile me up.”
“If only that was true,” Carlton gasped as Shawn sucked on his neck. “Um, do you wear boxer briefs?” he asked.
“No, why?” Shawn started to unbutton his shirt while kissing what skin show of Lassiter’s chest.
“I don’t either,” closing his eyes.
“What are you getting at?” Shawn looked into Lassiter’s eyes.
“I found a pair of grey boxer briefs under your bed the last time I was at your apartment.”
Shawn gape at what he heard, “I can explain, I swear I can!” Shawn laid his hands on Lassi’s chest.
“That’s enough explanations for me,” pushing Shawn out of the door and slamming the door on his face.
Shawn with his mouth half way open sat on the step of Carlton’s porch and buried his face in his hands and though the most horrid mistake that he ever made.
Title: Valentine
Fandom: Psych
Pairing: Shawn/Lassiter
Raitng: PG-13 (Maybe Soft-R)
Summary: Lassiter has bene avoiding Shawn, and it's driving him insane.
Warning: Homosexual content and sexual content. Nudity.
Disclaimer: I'm Gay!(lol) Oh, and that I dont own Psych or the song 'Valentine'. All credit for the Lyrics go to Rockstar Supernova and Epic Records, Characters are owned by the creators and USA Network.
Slowly I lift up the blinds
Another day away
Further from watching your lines
Saying what they wanted to say, again.
So the chances that passes us by
Cause I can’t seem to open your eyes
If you could see how this hurts
To feel only words
Dangerous, wonderful
I’m so invisible
Can you build me just to break me at last?
Caged like an animal
This is so predictable
Are you falling, because I’m falling so bad?
Slowly you crept up behind
I wanted you to stay
Hiding the sex in your mind
Staring while they look away
Valentine - Rock Star Supernova
Waking up, Shawn yawned loudly and stretched out his arms up in the air, with his hands in fists. Lowering them to opposite of each other, knowing one arm would touch a certain someone, only to feel sheets, which were cold. Confused, Shawn paranoidly wiped his hands around the bed, multitaskingly scanning the room. “Carl?” Shawn yelled, loud enough for the whole apartment to hear. Unfortunately, he heard no response. He decided to go find Lassiter in the kitchen, along with some warm coffee. Shawn tossed the blanket off of him to only remember something, he was naked. “No matter how much Carly would love me to walk in the kitchen in the nude, this hot body is only bare in the shower and in the bed, in which Lassiter is both welcome to join me in at any time,” grabbing his boxers and putting them on, he got up and gracefully entered into the kitchen.
“Wasn’t last night great? I’ve never heard you squeal…” Shawn didn’t finish his sentence because there was no one in the room to entice. Peering at the fridge, he saw that it was not occupied with a post-it not that Carl would usually leave if he left without notice. Guessing he just forgot, Shawn headed towards the coffee pot which was empty. This was getting annoying, if he was going to desert me, might as well make coffee to make up for it,
Shawn thought.
Surviving a very annoying morning, Shawn went to hang out at his office with Gus mentioning the disappearance of Lassi.
“Maybe he had to get to work early, he is a cop, and you do realize that right?” Gus questioned.
“Of course I realize that or I wouldn’t be doing all these cases in front of his face,” staring out the window. “Ah ha, he’s here!”
“Lassiter?”
“No, our new secretary from the modeling agency.”
“I though you stopped that?”
“I did until I realized how attractive the guys they send to us are. Let us welcome our new employee,” Shawn said rubbing his hands together with excitement.”
“You’re twisted Shawny boy,” Gus rolled his eyes.
Later the same day, Shawn visited the police department. Everybody had gotten so used to Shawn that they ignored him. The problem to all this comfort is that Lassiter just passed by Shawn without noticing him.
“Hey Carly!” Shawn shouted, very cocky like.
Lassiters’ shoulder’s cringed as he stopped walking and turned to face Shawn with his usual face on him. “What do you want, Spencer?”
“At least nothing is wrong with you.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Whispering, “You ditched me this morning.”
“I had to work, Shawn.” He said through gritted teeth.
“That never stopped you from staying in bed, before” raising his left eyebrow.
“Leave me alone Spencer, I’ve got a case to work on,” Lassiter spun around almost violently and walked away. Shawn growled, frantically waving his arms around in anger. He forgot that he was in public, and people were staring.
“Oh, uh, I sense a very evil spirit in here, it possessed me for a sec.” shifting his eyes side to side nervously. “Sorry if I broke anything or did any embarrassing acts in the process.” Before Shawn got any redder in the face, he quickly exited the building.
“He’s avoiding me!” Shawn yelled.
“Did you ever notice that you are very expressional with your hands?” Gus replied.
“What?” Shawn said confused.
“Well, today, you were so angry I almost got whacked in the head by your elbow.”
“Where is our little thumper boy?” staring at the empty secretary desk.
“He had to go to a photo shoot… a nude photo shoot for Instinct magazine.”
“Dude! Our model’s gay? That’s freakin’ awesome.” Jumping up and down, squealing joyfully.
“Weren’t we talking about Lassiter?” Gus reminded.
“Oh yeah, why do you think he is trying to ignore me?”
“It could just be an act, he is closeted.”
“That better be it, because I’m calling him tonight and have a little talk-to-talk because he is doing a real good job at pissing me off.”
Staring at his cell phone, Shawn thought that if he really should talk to Carlton about this afternoon. “I’m sure it’s only his daily male PMS, he should have gotten over it by now,” Dialing Lassiter’s cell number. Lassiter usually waited for three rings before actually considering answering his phone, which annoyed Shawn because of his impatience. When a response comes through the phone, Shawn was relieved that Lassiter was in the mood to talk to him.
“Hello…” said Lassiter’s voice.
“Hey, I think we need to talk…”
“…I’m not at the phone, leave a message and I’ll get back to your eventually.”
Shawn sighed, “Call me, I need to talk to you,” and hung up. Deciding that the day was too stressful, going to bed was the best solution.
The next day, he sat around the office waiting for the cell phone to ring. When Gus walked into the room, it frightened Shawn and made him even more nervous for the rest of the day. Leaving another voice message, he went out with Gus to the clubs (“I want to try out these new jeans with the guys, they love the ‘hexagon’,” Gus commented.).
Each message Shawn left, another one Lassiter wouldn’t answer. Tired of being shunned, he drove over to Lassiter’s house, by motorcycle. Lassi always got turned on by the Shawn’s cycle. He rushed up to the door, in his leather jacket and the tightest pair of jeans that he owned. He knocked on the door, giving Lassiter one last chance to be less of a jerk to him. With great luck, he saw the door opening, and to great hope it was Lassiter on the other side. Horny and frustrated as Shawn could ever be, he yanked on his tie that was still around his neck and they connected lips. It was minutes before they let go of each other. Whispering in Lassi’s ear as sexy as he could make it, Shawn said “I knew you wanted me, I bet you did this just to rile me up.”
“If only that was true,” Carlton gasped as Shawn sucked on his neck. “Um, do you wear boxer briefs?” he asked.
“No, why?” Shawn started to unbutton his shirt while kissing what skin show of Lassiter’s chest.
“I don’t either,” closing his eyes.
“What are you getting at?” Shawn looked into Lassiter’s eyes.
“I found a pair of grey boxer briefs under your bed the last time I was at your apartment.”
Shawn gape at what he heard, “I can explain, I swear I can!” Shawn laid his hands on Lassi’s chest.
“That’s enough explanations for me,” pushing Shawn out of the door and slamming the door on his face.
Shawn with his mouth half way open sat on the step of Carlton’s porch and buried his face in his hands and though the most horrid mistake that he ever made.