Title: Until The Next Time...
Author: Dee
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 440
Pairing: Gil/Nick
Characters: Gil Grissom and Nick Stokes
Warnings: AU and v.v.fluffy!
Spoilers: Mild for S7.E08 'Happenstance'
Disclaimer: In my dreams they are like, totally mine!
Unbeta-ed: All mistakes will be mine.
A/N 1: This is a little fic based on this pic posted by stokesgirl in peanuts_gil_nic.

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"You did it on purpose!"

"One of us was bound to slip up one day."

"You never slip up!"

"I'm not infallible."

"Maybe not. But you never slip up...tell me a time when you slipped up."

"Now you are being petulant."

"Ha! You can't think of any other time can you? That's because you've never done it before!"

"It was an accident."

"Moved now from a slip up to an accident. You're going to run out of excuses soon...because you. Did. It. On. Purpose."

"What would I do it on purpose?"

"Because you wanted to out us. Because you want to test LVPD's discrimination laws. That's why."

"They're okay with gays you know that..."

"...not working the same shift they're not."

"Ah."

"Did you think I wouldn't guess your motive? Man, I don't mind anyone knowing that I'm gay, that we're gay, that we're fucking like bunnies. But I don't want to work a separate shift...I don't. The overtime we all do...I'd never see you."

"It'll be okay...it was only our team...our friends."

"Yeah. You think Sara won't tell anyone and everyone who'll listen. Don't look at me like that you know I'm right."

"We didn't come out did we? We all laughed about it...what can they possibly construe from an arm resting on your shoulder?"

"Ohhh...nothing at all...it was the look you were giving me that was the tell. Man, I had to check that your look hadn't removed my pants...and that my hard-on was tucked up tight."

"It was tight alright...in your whities."

"And don't think I didn't notice your hand in your pocket...what was all that about?"

"I always have my hands in my pockets."

"Yeah...I wonder why."

"Keep them warm?"

"Keeping something warm, that's for sure. So you did do it on purpose."

"I'm sorry...I got carried away and I should have given you the head's up. But you would have said 'no', wouldn't you?"

"Not necessarily, but I would have chosen the timing and the audience a little more carefully."

"You don't mind if we come out?"

"No, I don't...the only thing that bothers me is being transferred off grave."

"Okay. I'll leave well alone."

"You will?"

"I don't want us to be on separate shifts either."

"So all we have to hope is that Sara keeps her mouth shut? Although..."

"Although what?"

"She's so blinded by her crazy love for you she might not have noticed..."

"...my crazy love for you?"

"That's not crazy. It's real."

"Yes it is."

"I know."

"So you forgive me?"

"Yeah. Until the next time."

"The next time?"

"There's always a next time with you..."

The End

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