Bones Drabble: Heaven or Hell
Written for
kinseyjo for this drabble meme. Click the link if you'd like to leave a prompt.
Title: Heaven or Hell
Fandom: Bones
Pairing: Booth/Brennan in an established romantic relationship.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: Oblique reference to 2x16: The Boneless Bride in the River
Timeline: Set in the not-too-distant future. ;)
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Prompt: "Brennan/Booth, this line: 'Are you ever sorry you picked me over him?'" & "if you make my drabble smutty and funny i'll be ok with that."
Notes: Honey, I did the best I could in 100 words. *wipes forehead*
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With temperatures in the mid-90s, D.C. had morphed into hell. Not that Booth minded much.
Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, he watched a boyshorts-clad Brennan run cold water over her hands.
“What do ya say we take a vacation, Bones?”
“I never went to El Brujo-”
“I was thinking the beach.” Moving behind her, he slipped his hand underneath her wife-beater. “I’ve never seen you in a bikini.”
“Perhaps a trip to the Caribbean…” Her eyes danced.
“No.” Scowling, Booth thumbed her nipple and watched her eyes close.
“Bedroom. Now.”
Booth smiled. “That we can agree on."
kinseyjo for this drabble meme. Click the link if you'd like to leave a prompt.
Title: Heaven or Hell
Fandom: Bones
Pairing: Booth/Brennan in an established romantic relationship.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: Oblique reference to 2x16: The Boneless Bride in the River
Timeline: Set in the not-too-distant future. ;)
Feedback is treasured. Thank you.
Prompt: "Brennan/Booth, this line: 'Are you ever sorry you picked me over him?'" & "if you make my drabble smutty and funny i'll be ok with that."
Notes: Honey, I did the best I could in 100 words. *wipes forehead*
Click to read the other drabbles written for this meme.
Click here for fic index.
With temperatures in the mid-90s, D.C. had morphed into hell. Not that Booth minded much.
Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, he watched a boyshorts-clad Brennan run cold water over her hands.
“What do ya say we take a vacation, Bones?”
“I never went to El Brujo-”
“I was thinking the beach.” Moving behind her, he slipped his hand underneath her wife-beater. “I’ve never seen you in a bikini.”
“Perhaps a trip to the Caribbean…” Her eyes danced.
“No.” Scowling, Booth thumbed her nipple and watched her eyes close.
“Bedroom. Now.”
Booth smiled. “That we can agree on."