Title: Suck It
By: boho-beata
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Summary: Nick knows a lot about colors, Greg doesn't care--the only efficient way to shut Nick up: "Suck it."
A/N: I love this phrase. hehe.

"I think we should paint them a light azure blue color!" Nick argued, giving Greg a hard stare.

"Blood red's better... and it looks warmer!" Greg opposed, really not caring what color the walls would be--he just wanted to argue.

"And it's also the color of blood, hense the name blood red!"

Greg shrugged, not really having a response.

Nick sighed and continued his list of cons for Greg's color choice. "We see enough of that at work, don't we? Not to mention, why would you want to feel warm in a bathroom? AND it's dark! The bathroom window isn't big enough to make the room seem lit up and artificial lighting just looks so darn fake! Back to my other point, bathrooms are supposed to be sterile or at least look it; blood red doesn't really offer that sterile feeling, while LIGHT AZURE BLUE is close enough to white to make it seem clean but then still colorful enough to make it seem welcoming. Really, Greg, my choice outweighs your's...not to mention!..."

The younger man stared at his boyfriend ramble on about walls and colors. He was still rambling on; it was about to give him a headache. Greg really needed to put a stop to this. "Nick!" He cut Nick off in the middle of his explanation of hex codes on a color chart.

"What?" Nick asked, a little offended that Greg cut him off like that.

"Suck. It." Greg said with a straight face.

Nick shook his head and raised his eyebrow, "Whaa..? Suck it? Suck what?"

Greg grinned at how innocent Nick made himself seem. "Nothing, unless you're thinking of something."

"Greg, this has nothing to do with color palettes, really, stop making my mind wander," Nick said, blocking out what Greg had interrupted with him.

"Fine, then I'll just continue watching you ramble on to yourself about colors," Greg rolled his eyes and left the bathroom. He returned a minute later with a banana.

Nick looked at the blonde before him strangely. "What's with the banana..?" He was a little apprehensive to know.

Greg just grinned and sat down on the toilet. "Snack," He shrugged and sat down. Nick raised an eyebrow at him but shook it off and went back to looking at the swatches of colors in front of him. However, he couldn't help but sneak glances from the corner of his eye of Greg eating that banana. Nick bit his lip lightly and stared at the swatch in his hand; he tried to make his mind focus all of it's attention on the small square--but he just couldn't.

"God damnit Greg, finish that banana all ready!" He snapped, turning to face a wide eyed, innocent looking Greg.

"But.. I thought you liked it when I took it slow..." Greg said with a teasing smile. "I mean, you always make me stop when I tryta speed things up." He took another bite of the banana after he finished talking.

Nick moved to stand in front of Greg, eying him carefully. He leaned down to be eye to eye with him and smirked. "You know what Greg?" He asked in a low tone.

"What?" Greg asked with a bright grin.

"Suck it," Nick replied and smushed the rest of the banana against Greg's face then left the room with an accomplished smirk.

Greg jumped up and went after him, not really believing Nick would such a thing as use his own words against him. But he had no time to think anymore of that, he needed a witty reply and so he conjured one up and shouted it to Nick. "No way, you are so sucking it first!"

Hm, who'll end up 'sucking it' and just what exactly will they be 'sucking'? The world may never know.