A/N: Hi readers :) These little shorts/ficlets are written either by me or MamaBear, rather than a collaboration-though we edited and bounced ideas off each other enough they kind of our anyway. *waves* MamaBear here, I am pretty excited for these little shorts/ficlets! :) They were inspired by a text post one of us saw on FB (funny how you forget who) about different ways to say I love you, I can't find a link, but had saved the meme, that's the cover image :) There's not been any real rhyme or reason to how these have been written, simply 'as they come', and there will be more! ;) Yep, and this one will probably be updated on Ao3 first for those of you who follow either of us there, unlike most of our works, as either of us can upload that way.
We hope you enjoy these and we adore your reviews :)
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Nathan eyed the shaggy haired sharpshooter as he slid into the booth across from him. He looked tired, skin pale under the mountain tan, and more than just a bit like a kicked dog. "How you doing?" Probably, if Nathan had pulled off casual a bit better he wouldn't have gotten Vin's shoulders hunching in or the stubborn sounding one word answer.
"Fine." Knowing Vin was physically fine, even if the lecture Travis had given him for his superman leap down onto a last stubborn target was still burning in his ears, Nathan nodded and took a swallow off his mug. He'd said his own piece when they were wrapping up the bust, and while part of him still itched to know what the hell the man had been thinking, he would say no more. Vin slumped even more, and Nathan saw his eyes fall on the platter of Inez's chicken quesadillas he and Josiah had started on before the older man had begged off, stiff muscles from their long week catching up with him. Nathan pushed it over in front of Vin.
"The rest's yours." Vin looked up just enough to grin a little at him as his hand grabbed a slice of the still lukewarm food, before turning his attention to demolishing it. Nathan sat back a little deeper in the squishy booth seat, wondering if or when the rest of the team would show up and grateful that they'd all made it through the day.