Daily Pilots Post
Sep. 21st, 2012 11:41 pmBecause yesterday was Friday and work ate my life and so I didn't get to write any drabbles (and neither did anyone else *hinthint*) yesterday's post still stands! Write! (Please? I will too, I've got like 2-3 hours of sitting at the laundromat ahead of me...)
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Date: 2012-09-22 05:55 pm (UTC)Hah! Finally managed a bit of fic. Frankie Reed/Matt Devlin [PG] (maybe?) - Blue Shirts
Date: 2012-09-24 06:25 am (UTC)"Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." Francesca Reed, Frankie to anyone who wanted to keep breathing, winced slightly when she saw him looking.
"You didn't. I was awake already and just starting to wonder where you'd got off to."
Frankie sat on the edge of the bed to tug her socks on after she'd collected them. The left one was tangled in the covers but the right one proved elusive until she spotted the heel peeking out from under Matt's boxers on the dresser top. She tossed the boxers to him and he fields them neatly one handed. "Figured I should get out nice and early. No weird emotional shit, right?" Once her socks were on, she went back to looking for her shirt.
Matt got up, tugging on the boxers, and followed her out to the living room. "Yeah, sure, no weird emotional shit, but why does that mean you can't even stay for breakfast? We're both going back to the station in a bit, might as well go together. Save on petrol." He tugged on his shirt from the previous day just as she did the same across the room.
They both stopped and stared at each other. She broke first by an instant, a smile spreading across her wide full mouth. He wasn't far behind and they plopped down at opposite ends of his couch laughing. Matt carefully peeled off the much too small pale blue dress shirt while Frankie shrugged out of the much larger one and held it out to him. Instead of grabbing his shirt though, he took her hand.
"Stay awhile. We'll go in to CID in a few hours, work on getting the case put away." He shifted closer. "Meantime, I promise not to get weird or emotional if you come back to bed." The arch of his eyebrow was all flirtatious invitation.
Frankie got up, pulling him by the hand. "I guess I can stay a little longer." She kicked out of her trousers on the way back to his bed. Somehow, as they discovered a couple hours later, her sock and his boxers ended up right back on top of his dresser.
Re: Hah! Finally managed a bit of fic. Frankie Reed/Matt Devlin [PG] (maybe?) - Blue Shirts
Date: 2012-09-24 11:41 am (UTC)I love this - I never watched CSI but I absolutely adore Matt Devlin and I adore how you've written him here - the teasing, the flirty niceness, the everything. (and omg it's hilarious and adorable that they put on each other's shirts, haha!)
Frankie Reed/Matt Devlin [PG] (maybe?) - Blue Shirts
Date: 2012-09-24 02:44 pm (UTC)This is one of those times I really really really wish a fic was an actual episode because I would LOVE to see them in the wrong shirts. <3
Re: Hah! Finally managed a bit of fic. Frankie Reed/Matt Devlin [PG] (maybe?) - Blue Shirts
Date: 2012-09-25 04:14 am (UTC)Perfect last line! Definitely smirk-worthy ;)