Title: The night before Christmas

Author: Ceindreadh

Characters/Pairing: Danny/Flack

Rating: T

Summary: A Christmas Eve tale

Notes: Just a little fluff for Christmas

Warnings: slash and fluff

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the CSI NY characters, I'm only borrowing them, and I promise to return them in minty fresh condition when I'm finished.

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'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…except for Danny Messer. Lying in the double bed he shared with Flack, his eyes were as wide open and his mind as excited as any ten year old that ever lay awake listening for sleigh bells and reindeer hooves on the roof.

Danny twisted around in the bed and squinted at the clock on the bedside table. "Oh come on," he thought. "Surely it's later than four thirty?" But no matter how hard he stared at the clock, willing the hands to move faster, they kept their steady progress.

Finally he rolled back into the center of the bed and curled his body around Flack. "Don?" Danny hissed in Flack's ear. "You awake?"

The detective shifted uneasily under the covers, turning towards the sound of Danny's voice, burying his head in the younger man's chest.

"Flack?" Danny's voice was a little louder. "Are youze awake?"

"Am now," came Flack's voice, muffled against Danny's skin. One hand groped blindly up along Danny's chest, before settling over his heart, relaxing somewhat as it felt the steady pulsing rhythm. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," said Danny. He felt Flack relax against him. "But if you're awake, maybe we might as well get up…"

A bleary eyed Flack lifted his head and looked at the bedside clock before dropping back on to Danny. "It's not even five, Messer. Go back to sleep."

"But we could get up now…maybe open a present or two before work."

"We're not on till after lunch, got plenty of time for that. Sleep…now…" Flack rubbed his head against Danny's chest and breathed in a lungful of Danny scented air.

"Come on Flack, it's Christmas! Don't you want to get up, see what it's like out?"

"It's cold and probably snowing," Flack sighed, knowing he was fighting a losing battle. "Look, give me another half…nother hour…then I'll get up…open…" He yawned, "Open present." His hand moved downwards on Danny, and rubbed against his leg.

"You could open this one now if youze wanted," Danny caught Flack's wandering hand and moved it to a better position.

"Onna first day of Christmas…true love gave to me," Flack's voice was muffled and just a little off key. "An arm full of naked Danny." He snuggled in even closer.

Danny waited a few seconds but Flack seemed to have gone back to sleep. "Flack?" hissed Danny. "C'mon, stay awake. What do you get on the second day?"

Flack shrugged sleepily, "Don't matter…got everything I need on the first day." He pulled Danny closer, his breath hot against Danny's chest. "Don't need nothing else when I got you."

"Aw geeze, Flack." Danny stroked Flack's back. "You're all I need as well."

"Good…then we'ze don't need to open no presents yet. Merry Christmas Danno,"

Danny could feel Flack smile into his chest. "Yeah, very funny Flack, very funny."

"Sleep!" ordered Flack. A few seconds later, Danny felt as well as heard him snoring softly.

"You are all I need," said Danny softly, dropping a kiss onto Flack's head. "Merry Christmas, Don."

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The End