Leggo My Greggo
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Category:
CSI › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
15
Views:
3,300
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
My Give-A-Damn's Busted
“My Give-a-Damn's Busted”
“Oh and Sara, find Nick or Greg. One of them can help you.”
That had been an hour ago and so far both of them remained illusive. She had learned that it was Greg's day off and Nick was supposedly on- call.
So she tried calling them. Greg's cell was turned off. And Nick's kept ringing... and ringing... and ringing.
When Sara's raving and complaining got too repetitive, Warrick suggested that they go to Nick's place to see if he was home to answer the door. Sara just glared and asked why he didn't mention this sooner. The ex- gambler just rolled his eyes and told her that he was driving.
They arrived at Nick's in fifteen minutes and were in luck when they saw Nick's truck in the driveway. Sara didn't see the little blue crotch- rocket on the right side of Nick's bright red Ford, but Warrick did. He just smiled and followed Sara up to the door.
After somewhat of an impatient knock... or three...the two of them heard a muffled bang and curse in what sounded like a foreign language. Norwegian, Warrick knew, because Greg had been rubbing off some of the swear words onto Nick. Only Warrick knew that it was much more than the swear words. Because every time he brought up “screaming” “Greggo”, and “bed” Nick would blush bright red and mutter about 'bilingual little minxes' under his breath.
It amused Warrick to no end, he just loved watching Nick squirm. It was harder to do with Greg.
And speaking of squirming, Warrick was watching Nick do just that. Sara was firing off a series of rapid questions and Warrick just stood back, stuck his hands in his pockets, and smirked as he watched as his best friend's blushes and fidgets grew in intensity.
“...We need you for a scene. Do you ever wear a shirt?” Warrick watched the blush spread to the top of Nick's naked chest. The Texan crossed his arms over his chest awkwardly.
“Do you have Greg's number? Or have any idea where he is? And why haven't you been answering your phone? And why...IN...THE...HELL are Greg's jeans draped over your TV?!” Sara gave the Texan an alarmed look. Warrick chuckled. Nick sighed and yelled out.
“G, we've been found out.” Greg came out of the bedroom, pulling a shirt on--- it was one of Nick's Aggie shirts, Warrick noted. He also noted that when Nick glanced back at his boyfriend, his gaze softened and lingered.
Greg walked up and stood just in front of Nick, as if he was preparing to protect the Texan from the petite brunette woman standing next to Warrick.
“Sara, I can explai---”
“That...Is...So...HOT!” The boys exchanged wide- eyed glances. Warrick just burst out laughing.
It was a good thing they had only been hiding their relationship for two years or Sara might have been pissed.
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AN: This is another of my favorites and for those of you who don't know, I re-updated “Time Restricted Playtime” I posted the entire chapter. Well read and review, tell me what you think.
“Oh and Sara, find Nick or Greg. One of them can help you.”
That had been an hour ago and so far both of them remained illusive. She had learned that it was Greg's day off and Nick was supposedly on- call.
So she tried calling them. Greg's cell was turned off. And Nick's kept ringing... and ringing... and ringing.
When Sara's raving and complaining got too repetitive, Warrick suggested that they go to Nick's place to see if he was home to answer the door. Sara just glared and asked why he didn't mention this sooner. The ex- gambler just rolled his eyes and told her that he was driving.
They arrived at Nick's in fifteen minutes and were in luck when they saw Nick's truck in the driveway. Sara didn't see the little blue crotch- rocket on the right side of Nick's bright red Ford, but Warrick did. He just smiled and followed Sara up to the door.
After somewhat of an impatient knock... or three...the two of them heard a muffled bang and curse in what sounded like a foreign language. Norwegian, Warrick knew, because Greg had been rubbing off some of the swear words onto Nick. Only Warrick knew that it was much more than the swear words. Because every time he brought up “screaming” “Greggo”, and “bed” Nick would blush bright red and mutter about 'bilingual little minxes' under his breath.
It amused Warrick to no end, he just loved watching Nick squirm. It was harder to do with Greg.
And speaking of squirming, Warrick was watching Nick do just that. Sara was firing off a series of rapid questions and Warrick just stood back, stuck his hands in his pockets, and smirked as he watched as his best friend's blushes and fidgets grew in intensity.
“...We need you for a scene. Do you ever wear a shirt?” Warrick watched the blush spread to the top of Nick's naked chest. The Texan crossed his arms over his chest awkwardly.
“Do you have Greg's number? Or have any idea where he is? And why haven't you been answering your phone? And why...IN...THE...HELL are Greg's jeans draped over your TV?!” Sara gave the Texan an alarmed look. Warrick chuckled. Nick sighed and yelled out.
“G, we've been found out.” Greg came out of the bedroom, pulling a shirt on--- it was one of Nick's Aggie shirts, Warrick noted. He also noted that when Nick glanced back at his boyfriend, his gaze softened and lingered.
Greg walked up and stood just in front of Nick, as if he was preparing to protect the Texan from the petite brunette woman standing next to Warrick.
“Sara, I can explai---”
“That...Is...So...HOT!” The boys exchanged wide- eyed glances. Warrick just burst out laughing.
It was a good thing they had only been hiding their relationship for two years or Sara might have been pissed.
____________________
AN: This is another of my favorites and for those of you who don't know, I re-updated “Time Restricted Playtime” I posted the entire chapter. Well read and review, tell me what you think.