50 Reasons to Have Sex- Reason 24: Forgot to buy a birthday present
Title: Reason 24: Forgot to buy a birthday present
Series: 50 Reasons To Have Sex
Author: mystic7194
Fandom: Grimm
Spoilers:None. I wrote this before the new season started so any similarity is purely coincidental.
Pairing: Nick/Monroe Length: 869 words Rating: PG Warning: References to sex
Summary: In one of the episodes of How I Met Your Mother the character create a list of 50 reasons to have sex. So I’ve written a fic for every reason. The fics are mostly slash and are from several different fandoms including (but not limited to) BBC Sherlock, Supernatural, Grimm, and Glee. Most fics stand alone.
In this chapter Nick didn’t know it was his boyfriend’s birthday and feels guilty.
Masterpost
AN: this gets slightly angsty. I don’t know why. For some reason my brain is automatically set to angst. Also I used Eddie as Monroe’s first name because I’m pretty sure we haven’t been told what it actually is and it’s so prevalent in fandom that I thought it actually was Eddie until I saw a post complaining about it.
Nick’s day had begun with what had seemed like a routine B&E. However by the end of the day the minor break-in had become a triple murder involving some sort of cat wesen. Nick and Hank had exhausted all of their leads so the captain had sent them both home. It was still relatively early so rather than going home to his empty house Nick headed for Monroe’s. Even if Monroe can’t help him with thecase it will be nice to spend time with his wesen boyfriend.
Nick knocks on the front door and waits. He can hear muffled music coming from inside. The volume of the noise increases as the door opens and Monroe peaks his head out. He’s wearing a brightly colored party hat. The bright, slightly-tipsy smile on the blutebad’s face morph’s into a look of surprise.
“Oh hey man,” Monroe greets nervously. “What are you doing here?”
“I hit a wall with my current case. I was hoping we could get dinner and talk about cat wesen,” Nick explains. “Is now a bad time?”
“No,” Monroe denies. “Come on in. I was just having a few friends over.” ‘A few friends’ turns out to be nearly 3 dozen wesen in various states of inebriation. Some are dancing to music that Nick suspects is a too trendy to be Monroe’s choice. Others are talking amongst themselves in small groups. A couple of wesen are mixing drinks in the kitchen. Before Nick can comment, one of the wesen approaches.
“We’re gathering everyone in the kitchen for cake,” the fox-wesen tells them before moving on to tell others.
They all crowd around the cake on the small kitchen table. One of the wesen lights the candles and everyone begins to sing. Nick joins in despite not being sure whose birthday it is.
“Happy birthday to you.”
“Happy birthday to you.”
“Happy birthday dear, Eddie.”
“Happy…” Nick trails off half-way through the next line as he realizes what the wesen just sang. It’s Monroe’s birthday? How had he missed that? He’d known the blutebad for over a year. He dragged Monroe into all kinds of danger almost every week. They each trusted the other with their lives. Monroe had been the one Nick had turned to when Juliet left him. At the time he’d barely been able to function but Monroe had been the one to get him through it. And he didn’t even know when the wesen’s birthday was. It made Nick feel like a jerk.
While Nick is contemplating what an awful boyfriend his is the wesen have wolfed down (pardon the pun) their cake and declared that it’s time for presents. He follows them into the living room. He tries to blend into the wallpaper as present after present is shoved in front of Monroe to unwrap.
“Oh an automatic vegetable slicer,” Monroe deadpans. “Just what I wanted.”
“Did you sew this yourself?” Monroe asks. He holds up a sweater. It’s a nearly blinding mess of bright, mismatched colors. One arm is nearly twice as long and several inches higher that the other. On top of that the hole for the head is somewhere near where his stomach should be. “Well it’s the thought that counts.”
“Ice cubes in the shape of human hearts?” Monroe examines the oddly shaped ice cube tray. “That’s weird, dude.”
After presents people slowly begin to clear out. About 45 minutes later Monroe is finally bidding goodbye to the last of his guests.
“Thanks for coming… it was great seeing you again… yeah I’ll be at the poker game on Friday…bye” Monroe turns his attention to his boyfriend. “Hey man. Sorry about that. Did you need something?”
“No, it wasn’t important,” Nick tells the blutebad. “Although I was hoping that now that everyone else is gone I could give you my present.”
Nick pulls Monroe into a kiss. It gradually becomes more heated until they are both panting once they finally pull away.
“How’d you know it was my birthday?” Monroe asks while they are catching their breath.
“Well…I,” Nick can’t think up a lie fast enough.
“You didn’t know,” Monroe realizes.
“I didn’t know but I should have,” Nick declares. “What kind of boyfriend am I if I don’t even know your birthday?” The guilt on his
face is easy to read.
“Oh Nick, dude, we’ve only been dating a month,” Monroe explains. “We’ve barely know each other for a year and a large part of that was spent catching murders. We’ve hardly had time for much small talk. To be honest, I’ve never been one for birthdays. This party wasn’t even my idea. It was a surprise party thrown by the guys from my Wider support group. I didn’t know half of the people here. I’m not much of a party person. I’d much rather just have a quiet dinner out.”
“We could do that,” Nick says. “The owner of that vegan restaurant you like owes me a favor. I can get us a table for this weekend if you want.” Nick presses a short kiss to Monroe’s mouth.
“Sounds good,” Monroe responds by deepening the kiss. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t do a bit of celebrating now.”
AN: Thanks for reading my fic. Please leave a review. It's past 3AM and I'm off to bed. Goodnight.
Series: 50 Reasons To Have Sex
Author: mystic7194
Fandom: Grimm
Spoilers:None. I wrote this before the new season started so any similarity is purely coincidental.
Pairing: Nick/Monroe Length: 869 words Rating: PG Warning: References to sex
Summary: In one of the episodes of How I Met Your Mother the character create a list of 50 reasons to have sex. So I’ve written a fic for every reason. The fics are mostly slash and are from several different fandoms including (but not limited to) BBC Sherlock, Supernatural, Grimm, and Glee. Most fics stand alone.
In this chapter Nick didn’t know it was his boyfriend’s birthday and feels guilty.
Masterpost
AN: this gets slightly angsty. I don’t know why. For some reason my brain is automatically set to angst. Also I used Eddie as Monroe’s first name because I’m pretty sure we haven’t been told what it actually is and it’s so prevalent in fandom that I thought it actually was Eddie until I saw a post complaining about it.
Nick’s day had begun with what had seemed like a routine B&E. However by the end of the day the minor break-in had become a triple murder involving some sort of cat wesen. Nick and Hank had exhausted all of their leads so the captain had sent them both home. It was still relatively early so rather than going home to his empty house Nick headed for Monroe’s. Even if Monroe can’t help him with thecase it will be nice to spend time with his wesen boyfriend.
Nick knocks on the front door and waits. He can hear muffled music coming from inside. The volume of the noise increases as the door opens and Monroe peaks his head out. He’s wearing a brightly colored party hat. The bright, slightly-tipsy smile on the blutebad’s face morph’s into a look of surprise.
“Oh hey man,” Monroe greets nervously. “What are you doing here?”
“I hit a wall with my current case. I was hoping we could get dinner and talk about cat wesen,” Nick explains. “Is now a bad time?”
“No,” Monroe denies. “Come on in. I was just having a few friends over.” ‘A few friends’ turns out to be nearly 3 dozen wesen in various states of inebriation. Some are dancing to music that Nick suspects is a too trendy to be Monroe’s choice. Others are talking amongst themselves in small groups. A couple of wesen are mixing drinks in the kitchen. Before Nick can comment, one of the wesen approaches.
“We’re gathering everyone in the kitchen for cake,” the fox-wesen tells them before moving on to tell others.
They all crowd around the cake on the small kitchen table. One of the wesen lights the candles and everyone begins to sing. Nick joins in despite not being sure whose birthday it is.
“Happy birthday to you.”
“Happy birthday to you.”
“Happy birthday dear, Eddie.”
“Happy…” Nick trails off half-way through the next line as he realizes what the wesen just sang. It’s Monroe’s birthday? How had he missed that? He’d known the blutebad for over a year. He dragged Monroe into all kinds of danger almost every week. They each trusted the other with their lives. Monroe had been the one Nick had turned to when Juliet left him. At the time he’d barely been able to function but Monroe had been the one to get him through it. And he didn’t even know when the wesen’s birthday was. It made Nick feel like a jerk.
While Nick is contemplating what an awful boyfriend his is the wesen have wolfed down (pardon the pun) their cake and declared that it’s time for presents. He follows them into the living room. He tries to blend into the wallpaper as present after present is shoved in front of Monroe to unwrap.
“Oh an automatic vegetable slicer,” Monroe deadpans. “Just what I wanted.”
“Did you sew this yourself?” Monroe asks. He holds up a sweater. It’s a nearly blinding mess of bright, mismatched colors. One arm is nearly twice as long and several inches higher that the other. On top of that the hole for the head is somewhere near where his stomach should be. “Well it’s the thought that counts.”
“Ice cubes in the shape of human hearts?” Monroe examines the oddly shaped ice cube tray. “That’s weird, dude.”
After presents people slowly begin to clear out. About 45 minutes later Monroe is finally bidding goodbye to the last of his guests.
“Thanks for coming… it was great seeing you again… yeah I’ll be at the poker game on Friday…bye” Monroe turns his attention to his boyfriend. “Hey man. Sorry about that. Did you need something?”
“No, it wasn’t important,” Nick tells the blutebad. “Although I was hoping that now that everyone else is gone I could give you my present.”
Nick pulls Monroe into a kiss. It gradually becomes more heated until they are both panting once they finally pull away.
“How’d you know it was my birthday?” Monroe asks while they are catching their breath.
“Well…I,” Nick can’t think up a lie fast enough.
“You didn’t know,” Monroe realizes.
“I didn’t know but I should have,” Nick declares. “What kind of boyfriend am I if I don’t even know your birthday?” The guilt on his
face is easy to read.
“Oh Nick, dude, we’ve only been dating a month,” Monroe explains. “We’ve barely know each other for a year and a large part of that was spent catching murders. We’ve hardly had time for much small talk. To be honest, I’ve never been one for birthdays. This party wasn’t even my idea. It was a surprise party thrown by the guys from my Wider support group. I didn’t know half of the people here. I’m not much of a party person. I’d much rather just have a quiet dinner out.”
“We could do that,” Nick says. “The owner of that vegan restaurant you like owes me a favor. I can get us a table for this weekend if you want.” Nick presses a short kiss to Monroe’s mouth.
“Sounds good,” Monroe responds by deepening the kiss. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t do a bit of celebrating now.”
AN: Thanks for reading my fic. Please leave a review. It's past 3AM and I'm off to bed. Goodnight.