Crush
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Category:
1 through F › CSI: New York
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
6,247
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own CSI: New York, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Crush 5
Part 5
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Danny sighed and dropped onto his couch.
This had defiantly been by far the worst day he had ever had.
First they all walked in on Flack and Stella in the lab, then they’d all ended up in Mac’s office talking and… that had been torture.
First Flack had rolled up his sleeves, with great care Danny might add, slowly revealing more skin with each fold.
THEN he’d undone the top buttons of his shirt revealing precious little of his chest.
THEN he’d unfolded long legs, stretching them out next to Danny’s own, their thighs touching. Danny had felt like melting like the wicked witch of the west from the heat that spread from Flack’s body to his own.
And his voice was so close that Danny had slipped off into a day dream and hadn’t woken up until Flack nudged him rather hard.
He’d come too, to realize the entire room was giving him strange looks except Stella, who was shacking her head in disbelief and amusement.
But that wasn’t the worst part.
The WORST part was afterward, when everyone else was talking to Mac. Flack had leaned over and spoken into his ear.
“Don’t worry I do it too sometimes.”
Leaving Danny speechless for several seconds.
And now back in his apartment Danny felt an acute sense of loss of the man’s companionship.
Danny sipped his whiskey and then stared at it.
He couldn’t remember when he started drinking it, then it came to him, he’d started drinking it after Flack had given him a bottle for his birthday.
A few more moments of reminiscing and he felt like crying this was getting so out of hand. At first it had been him simply admiring the detective but now he couldn’t get him out of his head.
He jumped and turned when he heard a knock on the door and got up to answer it.
His heart plummeted through the floor when he saw who it was.
Flack.
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…diwedd…
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Danny sighed and dropped onto his couch.
This had defiantly been by far the worst day he had ever had.
First they all walked in on Flack and Stella in the lab, then they’d all ended up in Mac’s office talking and… that had been torture.
First Flack had rolled up his sleeves, with great care Danny might add, slowly revealing more skin with each fold.
THEN he’d undone the top buttons of his shirt revealing precious little of his chest.
THEN he’d unfolded long legs, stretching them out next to Danny’s own, their thighs touching. Danny had felt like melting like the wicked witch of the west from the heat that spread from Flack’s body to his own.
And his voice was so close that Danny had slipped off into a day dream and hadn’t woken up until Flack nudged him rather hard.
He’d come too, to realize the entire room was giving him strange looks except Stella, who was shacking her head in disbelief and amusement.
But that wasn’t the worst part.
The WORST part was afterward, when everyone else was talking to Mac. Flack had leaned over and spoken into his ear.
“Don’t worry I do it too sometimes.”
Leaving Danny speechless for several seconds.
And now back in his apartment Danny felt an acute sense of loss of the man’s companionship.
Danny sipped his whiskey and then stared at it.
He couldn’t remember when he started drinking it, then it came to him, he’d started drinking it after Flack had given him a bottle for his birthday.
A few more moments of reminiscing and he felt like crying this was getting so out of hand. At first it had been him simply admiring the detective but now he couldn’t get him out of his head.
He jumped and turned when he heard a knock on the door and got up to answer it.
His heart plummeted through the floor when he saw who it was.
Flack.
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…diwedd…