A series of one-shot dribbles about our favourite almost-couple, Booth and Brennan. But in our imaginations, they are in an established relationship.
This is our first (of hopefully many) fanfic, so please kind. Comments/critique are very much appreciated!
~ Ange & Bren
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Rated T just in case. VERY fluffy *grins*
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Brennan lay awake, watching the man sleep beside her. He looked so peaceful, so at home in her bed. A soft smile crept across her face. Four years they had been partners. Four years she had been pining for the one man she thought was untouchable because of that stupid line he had created. Sure, Angela had repeatedly told her he wasn't – and that he loved her and she loved him. But she had been afraid and never let herself believe it. And now that she had decided to open herself to him and pour out her feelings, she'd never been happier.
Booth lazily rolled over and smiled at her. "Mornin' Bones," he greeted, kissing her softly on the lips. "Morning," she replied as he pulled her closer to him. "What are you thinking about?" he inquired. She snuggled into Booth, loving the new feeling of being so close. "You," she gazed up at him with the smile she reserved for him alone.