Sweatshirt Confessions.

This follows my other stories, Midnight Visitor and Night time Chat, but can be read on its own.

I don't own Leverage or any of the characters. I just play with them when I can't sleep. This story has been tumbling through my head for a while.

I rather new to writing fan fiction, so while reviews and criticism is wanted, please be kind.

Enjoy and Hugs.

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They were on a con away from home. Hardison had organised the hotel rooms (only the best of course) and they had all checked in, and had the rest of the evening to themselves, before the job started in the morning. The hacker was wandering down the hall towards Parker's room. He had packed the pjs she kept at his place and was now happily using them as an excuse to see his favourite thief.

He was grinning to himself as he knocked on her door, pjs in hand. However, as Parker opened the door, that soon changed. His eyes widened and jaw dropped. There in front of him was Parker in a sweat shirt and...well...and nothing else.

Hardison blinked and shook his head. "Yep." He thought to himself, "That's Parker in a sweat shirt. A grey sweat shirt, with a stain on the left..." "Parker", he questioned "is that my sweat shirt?"

The little thief blushed and nodded. "Ok. That's cool, but, umm why?" he asked. "Not that I'm complaining at all. Nope. Not at all."

Parker turned away from the door, allowing Hardison to step into the room and close the door. She sheepishly crossed the room, clearly feeling awkward at being caught in Hardison's top.

Parker turned to face her hacker. She reminded herself that he was safe, that she was safe. "Umm" she started, hesitating before she really began. "I wear it when you're not around." She started. Then, unable to stop herself, she continued "I like that it smells like you. It makes me feel happy, feel safe."

Hardison just grinned. Then walked over to her and hugged her tight. "Oh sweetheart. That's cool. It's fine. But I would have given it to you. You didn't have to steal it."

Parker pulled back and looked at him. "Yeah" He laughed, "I guess you did. But you do realise you are going to have to give it back some time." Parker looked at him with that confused look he loved so much. "Otherwise it will start to smell like you. Now I don't mind that myself, but it kind of defeats the purpose of your theft. "

"Oh Ok" Parker smiled and leaned up to kiss him. The hacker took the opportunity to deepen the kiss and let his hands slowly slide down Parker's body. It seemed his earlier suspicions were confirmed.

"Parker" he asked pulling back just a little, "are you wearing anything under that sweat shirt?"

Parker looked up at him and grinned that smile of hers that meant she was in a mood for mischief. "Nope." She stated ducking in for another kiss before Hardison could react. Then, with her quicksilver ability to switch topics, she pulled away and grabbed his hand pulling him after her. "You so have to check out the bath in this room Hardison." She exclaimed with excitement, "It's huge! I could sleep in it. Well actually..." the rest was lost on him in an avalanche of words. "Yep" he thought. Smiling to himself, as she dragged him after her, "Being with Parker was non-stop twists and turns. And he was loving every moment of it."

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I was thinking of continuing this story and taking it to a more...shall we say adult theme, but decided this was a good place to end it. But, if I get enough interest though, I may try to write something more. I've never done that before, so not making any promises. Hugs.