Title: Drabbles 002 003 004 006
Author: ezra_t
Fandom: CSI: Miami
Pairing: Eric/Ryan
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters but the plot and personalities are mine.

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002. Kiss

No one quite knows when the changes took place. It seemed to happen so quickly, or maybe they were all just blind to what was going on in front of them. But before they all knew it and in what seemed out of no where Eric was kissing Ryan. Well not kissing per se more like full blown making out. Ravishing him. Acting as if he was a starving man and Ryan was his first meal in a very long time. It didn't help their already confused if not dazed minds to see Ryan kissing back in turn and with the same if not more fervor.

003. Moments

It's moments like this that Ryan loves. Where they could be just walking down the street and out of no where Eric would just grab his hand. It lets him know just how much Eric does love him and it's moments like this when he's glad to be called Eric's and Eric to be called his.

004. Sight

He stopped blaming Eric ages ago. Or at least that what he's always told himself. But he can't help but feel a little resentful as he hears Calleigh or Eric describing another one of their cases and knowing that he would never be able to feel that same satisfaction of solving a particularly hard case again and he knows that they're really satisfied because it shines out through their voice. He can hear their smile, he can hear their excitement, and he can hear their joy. And he can't help but blame Eric a little bit because he's so tiered of hearing and he just wants to see.

006. Indifference

You hate the indifference that he shows you. The blank look in his eyes, or the aloof way in which he replies to one of your comments. You try to hurt him. Get a rise out of him. You want to see him angry, but no your not even worth that in his eyes. And god it hurts you this cold indifference that he shows you. It hurts you, and it makes you angry, and it always leaves you wanting to hit something. And in the end you just try harder to get him to look at you with anything, anything in his eyes but that blank look, to just get a rise out of him. And to tell you the truth you'd rather have him hating you again, screaming back at you because even that heated or cold look is better than this indifference in which he seems to show you now.

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