Title: Fabric
By: boho-beata
Rating: PG-13. Kids wouldn't really appreciate this.
Fandom/Pairing: CSI: NY - DannyFlack
Summary: Based upon prompt #039. Fabric.
Disclaimer: Nope, I own nada.

Day 1 of Don being Danny's slave.

"Don, I want orange juice," Danny stated, shaking Don awake.

"Then get it yerself," Don murmured back and hid his head under a pillow.

"Nuh uh uh, Donnie boy, yer my slave, 'member?" Danny smirked devishly.

Don groaned and pulled the cover over himself. "Not right now."

"You can't pick when," Danny rolled his eyes, "Now get me orange juice. NOW." Danny kicked Don's leg to emphasize his point.

Don yelped and jumped out of bed. "Abusive asshole," Don muttered and limped away to the kitchen.

"Eh, stop fakin' it," Danny called after him.

Don came back with a glass of orange juice and handed it to Danny. "Here."

"Ehhh, I think I want milk instead..."

Don sighed and went back to the kitchen. He came with a glass of milk but Danny shook his head.

"Coffee. From Starbucks.'

"What?" Don asked, staring at Danny in disbelief.

"Starbucks coffee on the double, chop chop, snap to it!" Danny grinned. Don glared at him and spilled the milk on Danny's head.

"Be back in half an hour then," Don muttered and pulled a pair of jeans on. "Asshole."

Danny shook his head to get the milk off and used one of Don's shirt to wipe it off; it was just washed, Danny could still smell the fabric softener. "Any longer and I won't share," He smirked and headed to the bathroom.

"Yeah yeah yeah," Don muttered and headed out; he was never going to bet with Danny again.