; le dorkstar (psychater) wrote in spanishsnark,
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Meal-times. Those were the only things that confused everyone in the night-shift other than their mind-boggling cases. Breakfast was at dinner-time, Lunch at supper and Dinner at breakfast and who knows what else if not for the vending machine in the hallway.

Because that was where David usually got his food supply. Skittles, maybe a few crackers to keep the day going, he didn’t mind waiting until the end of shift to get proper food. But today though, it looks like he isn’t going to eat alone.

Nick Stokes had asked him out to dinner. Breakfast. Whatever, it still involved eating. David, who was rather occupied when Nick had asked him, had paused for a moment to dwell on the shock he had received, before stammering a quiet “Sure,” and giving the larger man a small smile before going back to work.

He still had no idea why Nick asked him out, though. It wasn’t that he was…unattractive, no, nothing like that. He just doesn’t seem to be the person you would want to have a meal with, let alone start a conversation with while eating. So he did what a curious idiot would do. He asked.

“So, why the sudden interest?”

“In what?” Nick answered, his mouth full of pancakes.

“Breakfast,”

“I’m not sure, but the last time I checked, eating was an everyday thing and I was feeling hungry so I put two and two—“
David cut him off.

“I meant breakfast with me. Why? Run out of people? Warrick has his wife so I understand that, but what about Greg? You guys seem pretty close and—“

Nick cut him off this time.

“What’s so wrong about having breakfast with you?”

“Dinner,” he corrected before adding, “Let’s just say when you’ve succeeded in having a meal with me especially after work, you’ve hit rock bottom because most people I know would rather ask Grissom instead,”

“That’s not true, David,”

“Like you would know...” David trailed off, munching on his waffles.

“I asked you because I wanted to, not because you’re a last minute resort, because you’re not and besides...”

Nick leaned over the table and captured David’s lips against his own and pressed them gently before reluctantly pulling away, revealing a stunned David.

“...I’ve been waiting to do that all day, y’know?” he smirked before going back to his pancakes.


Your word is....newspaper:P
Tags: csi, david/nick, slash
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