Title: Not quite usual
By: Demon Faith
Fandom: CSI: Vegas
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Note: writers_choice: breakfast
Summary: writers_choice: breakfast, Greg POV.

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"Finish now and I'll buy you breakfast."

Greg looks up from the microscope, watching Nick pace. Back and forth, back and forth - it's quite hypnotic, strangely relaxing. Of course, that may have more to do with toned muscle sliding beneath cloth, soft hair at the nape of his neck threatening to curl, and is it getting hot in here?

He spies Catherine outside the glass, and smiles to her. She gives a little wave before carrying straight on down the corridor, as if nothing was wrong. As if Greg's boyfriend hadn't just asked him for breakfast and everything it implied.

Normal people go out for dinner and a movie, but their nights are blood and CODIS and sometimes Greg feels his life more resembles a movie than any sane definition of reality. Some give flowers, choose a chocolate box, but he's been through that mockery with too many women. Besides, Nick's on some kind of diet that he claims is healthy and Greg knows is stupid.

They're not quite normal. Nick impatiently waits for Greg to finish his samples and then it's breakfast. Breakfast is the Grand Romantic Gesture, Stokes-style. Sometimes they eat out - a nice restaurant, hotel room service. Sometimes the food is grabbed for convenience, and the art is in the eating, but Greg can't even think about that without blushing and Nick is shooting him the look¡Khuh. He hurries with the samples.

And some days are like today. Nick will take him home and rummage through the fridge. They'll be unburnt toast, perfectly boiled eggs, perhaps a dish of fine caviar - his Texan is a refined gentleman, and he never thought he'd fall for that type. Yet fall he did, and he'll be reminded later when champagne dizzyingly sends him to sleep with Nick wrapped around him as if he'll never let him go.

Mentioning breakfast is not playing fair - Nick wants him to concentrate, right? But the lab techs and CSIs accept that Nick and Greg have a strange friendship, and occasionally the older CSI deems fit to 'buy him breakfast'.

If only they knew.

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