Title: Mail
By: boho-beata
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: CSI: NY - DannyFlack
Summary: Based upon prompt #098 Mail/E-mail.
Disclaimer: Nope, I own nada.

It was a Saturday afternoon, Don was waking from a nap and Danny was in the living room, on his laptop.

When Don walked into the living room to see what Danny was up to, Danny quickly closed his laptop, a little loudly.

"What were ya doin'?" Don asked with a smirk and sat down next to Danny. "Lookin' at porn?"

Danny rolled his eyes and hugged his laptop to his chest. "Maybe."

"Gay porn?"

"Don't I have you for that?"

"Okay, straight porn."

"If you wanna think that, go ahead," Danny stuck his tongue out triumphantly.

Don chuckled and kissed his cheek. "No, I don't think that. But what were you doin'? Hadda be somethin' if you just slammed it closed like that."

"Checkin' my mail," Danny shrugged and set the laptop down on the table.

"Oh?" Don asked, raising an eyebrow, "Then why'd ya close it when I came in?"

Danny shrugged, "Privacy issues?"

"Uh huh," Don nodded and stood up. "Put yer shoes on, I want Chinese."

"Then go get it," Danny rolled his eyes, "I dun wanna."

"No way, I went last time, remember? Go get it."

Danny sighed and got up, forgetting about his still running laptop on the table.

"Fine, but I'm not getting 20 pounds of sauces like you always do."

Don sighed melodramatically and fell back onto the couch, "Fine... just go!"

Danny muttered curses under his breathe and left, slipping his shoes on before he opened the door.

Don watched him retreat and, when he was sure it was safe, quickly opened Danny's laptop.

Time to check his e-mail.