Title: Aftershock
By: Perpetual Motion
Pairing: Greg/Warrick
Dis: Not mine. Lied.
Author's Notes: For the challenge at impulsedriven on lj, one 3-minute ficlet. And for zen_of_punk, who directed me towards the mayhem.
Summary: How to deal after a surprising event.

He stands there, utterly still, no tremors, no shaking, no thousand words a minute to make it all better. He's staring, waiting, wondering if he should duck. Across the counter, Warrick's panic is a little more palatable.

"Greg?" Warrick licks his lips and pretends like they weren't already wet from Greg's tongue. He watches Greg. Waits for some sort of movement."Greg?"

"I kissed you." Greg's voice is airy, like he can't get enough oxygen to say the words that he needs to get out."Sorry."

For some reason, that makes Warrick laugh."You're sorry?"

"Yeah." Greg's brow scrunches in confusion."I think."

Warrick laughs some more. He reaches over and messes up Greg's hair, not that anyone would be able to tell."Weirdo."

Greg grins a little."Yeah."