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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-12-02 06:12 pm
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2006-12-02 06:12 pm
Danny/Maka - Finding Nemo
Fandom: CSI:NY
Title: Finding Nemo
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iluvroadrunner6
Rating: FRT
Pairing: Danny Messer/Kaile Maka
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25_foods Prompt: 007. Ramen
Content Warning: N/A
Summary: He never thought Kaile was the type for animated movies.
Author's Note: I like this one. That is all.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI:NY. They're owned by CBS. However, any and all original cahracters are mine, and should not be used without my permisson.
Danny frowned when he woke up and realized that he was alone in bed. That hadn’t been the case for some time, not since he and Kaile had gotten together. He was usually up before she was. He had never slept well, not really, so it was a rare occasion when he slept better than she did. He blinked around the room, confused, before hearing the TV going in the other room.
He got up and pulled on a pair of jeans, before stumbling his way out into the living room. When he got there he found Kaile sitting Indian-style on the couch, a bowl of something steaming in her hand. She gave him a smile as he came in, still rubbing his eyes sleepily. The sight of Danny Messer standing barefoot and bare-chested in the middle of her apartment was one she never got sick of seeing, and he glanced over at the television.
“What are you doing out here?”
“Couldn’t sleep,” she replied, “I got hungry, so I made something to eat.” She gestured to the bowl of Ramen in her hands.
“What is it?”
“Ramen,” she replied, “There’s more on the stove if you want some.”
“Maybe later,” he replied, walking over to her and stretching out on the space left over on the couch, his head rested against the side of her leg, and he frowned at the screen again.
“What are you watching?”
“Finding Nemo,” she replied simply, and Danny watched as the blue animated fish jabbered on endlessly.
“The kids’ movie?”
“Is there another Finding Nemo that I don’t know about?” she frowned.
“Just making sure,” he replied, “May I ask why?”
“There was nothing else good on,” she said, making a face.
“Nothing but Nemo?”
“Nope. Some golf, a couple of really bad romantic comedies, and infomercials.”
“You could have just come back to bed?” he said, a grin stretching across his face.
“Ramen’s pretty messy to eat in bed, Danny.”
“Well, you wouldn’t necessarily be eating either.”
“You were asleep.”
“You could have woken me up,” he whispered, feeling her fingers running soothingly through his hair.
“But I wouldn’t of,” she replied, “You need your sleep.” She placed the now empty bowl off to the side, and nudged him, allowing them to find a more comfortable position on the couch, her curled up between him and the couch. Once they were comfortable, she gave him a smile.
“Besides, I like this movie.”
“Do you?” he said with a smirk, “Even though the target audience is for those still in the single digits.”
“You don’t have to be a kid to appreciate a good animated movie, Danny,” she said stubbornly, shifting so that she could see the television screen.
“That’s not what I mean,” Danny said, “I’m just sayin’ that I didn’t think you would settle on a movie about talking fish when there’s nothing else on TV.”
“Then you obviously don’t know me that well,” she said, turning her attention away from the TV and shifting so that she was leaning over him.
“We’ll have to amend that,” he whispered, a grin slowly forming across is face.
“Sure thing, Messer,” she whispered back, her grin matching his own, and he shifted slightly under her, expecting her to lean forward, brush her lips against his—
—instead watching as she turned around, settled back into his arms, and faced the TV screen.
“—after the movie.”
Title: Finding Nemo
Author:
iluvroadrunner6Rating: FRT
Pairing: Danny Messer/Kaile Maka
25_foods Prompt: 007. RamenContent Warning: N/A
Summary: He never thought Kaile was the type for animated movies.
Author's Note: I like this one. That is all.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI:NY. They're owned by CBS. However, any and all original cahracters are mine, and should not be used without my permisson.
Danny frowned when he woke up and realized that he was alone in bed. That hadn’t been the case for some time, not since he and Kaile had gotten together. He was usually up before she was. He had never slept well, not really, so it was a rare occasion when he slept better than she did. He blinked around the room, confused, before hearing the TV going in the other room.
He got up and pulled on a pair of jeans, before stumbling his way out into the living room. When he got there he found Kaile sitting Indian-style on the couch, a bowl of something steaming in her hand. She gave him a smile as he came in, still rubbing his eyes sleepily. The sight of Danny Messer standing barefoot and bare-chested in the middle of her apartment was one she never got sick of seeing, and he glanced over at the television.
“What are you doing out here?”
“Couldn’t sleep,” she replied, “I got hungry, so I made something to eat.” She gestured to the bowl of Ramen in her hands.
“What is it?”
“Ramen,” she replied, “There’s more on the stove if you want some.”
“Maybe later,” he replied, walking over to her and stretching out on the space left over on the couch, his head rested against the side of her leg, and he frowned at the screen again.
“What are you watching?”
“Finding Nemo,” she replied simply, and Danny watched as the blue animated fish jabbered on endlessly.
“The kids’ movie?”
“Is there another Finding Nemo that I don’t know about?” she frowned.
“Just making sure,” he replied, “May I ask why?”
“There was nothing else good on,” she said, making a face.
“Nothing but Nemo?”
“Nope. Some golf, a couple of really bad romantic comedies, and infomercials.”
“You could have just come back to bed?” he said, a grin stretching across his face.
“Ramen’s pretty messy to eat in bed, Danny.”
“Well, you wouldn’t necessarily be eating either.”
“You were asleep.”
“You could have woken me up,” he whispered, feeling her fingers running soothingly through his hair.
“But I wouldn’t of,” she replied, “You need your sleep.” She placed the now empty bowl off to the side, and nudged him, allowing them to find a more comfortable position on the couch, her curled up between him and the couch. Once they were comfortable, she gave him a smile.
“Besides, I like this movie.”
“Do you?” he said with a smirk, “Even though the target audience is for those still in the single digits.”
“You don’t have to be a kid to appreciate a good animated movie, Danny,” she said stubbornly, shifting so that she could see the television screen.
“That’s not what I mean,” Danny said, “I’m just sayin’ that I didn’t think you would settle on a movie about talking fish when there’s nothing else on TV.”
“Then you obviously don’t know me that well,” she said, turning her attention away from the TV and shifting so that she was leaning over him.
“We’ll have to amend that,” he whispered, a grin slowly forming across is face.
“Sure thing, Messer,” she whispered back, her grin matching his own, and he shifted slightly under her, expecting her to lean forward, brush her lips against his—
—instead watching as she turned around, settled back into his arms, and faced the TV screen.
“—after the movie.”