Fic: Accidentally
Title: Accidentally
Pairing/Characters: Colby, David, (Implied Colby/David)
Rating: PG-13 For Language.
Summary: Colby has too much to drink and wakes up in the last place he expected.
Spoilers: Set late season four.
Notes/Warnings: Slash. Inspired by my favorite line in
cold_ember_32 Fic Decisions which contains spoilers for the season Finale. You figure which bit I mean. :-) Also I still don't have a beta.
Disclaimer: Not mine, If it was the new FBI uniform would not include shirts with their suits.
The bright sunlight fell across Colby's face, causing him to stir from his drink induced slumber. He flexed his free arm, sliding it across the smooth hard chest he was snuggled against.
Chest?
His eyes snapped open, and he forced them to focus on what was right in front of him, the smooth shiny black chest.
Fuck!
His eyes trailed up the chest, past the goatee to the still sleeping David.
“Fuck!” Colby said out loud this time.
David's eyes snapped open open, and he stared at Colby.
“Shit!” David practically squeaked.
It seemed to break the spell and both men moved like lightening, grabbing whatever bedding they could on the way. Mere seconds later the bed now a less than suitable barrier between them. David, covering what he could with a pillow, stared across the room at Colby, who was wrapping the bed sheet around him toga style.
“Did we?” Colby stuttered.
David could only bring himself to nod.
“You're sure?” Colby continued.
David seemed to consider this, then nodded again.
“Oh.” Colby couldn't think of anything else to say.
“Your in my apartment.” David whispered.
“Oh, err. Right. OK.” Colby started look around for clothes, while David, his back to the wall edged round the room and into the bathroom. Slamming the door behind him David took refuge.
Colby located his clothes, most in the living space, only his boxers were in the bedroom.
“Shit.” he muttered getting dressed. After a few minutes he went back into the bedroom, David was still hiding in the bathroom.
Colby knocked on the door.
“I'm going.” he called through the wood paneling.
“See you at work on Monday.” Came the reply.
“David..?” Colby said to the door.
“Yeah?” came the quiet reply.
“Was it any good?”