This is a Birthday present to Hannah554. I know this is a week late, but I'm a nitpicker and I wanted to make sure this was perfect. I'm sure I have more mistakes in here, but I had to get this out here before I threw up my hands and deleted it.

The prompts are from LiveJournal's New York Romance started by Brinchen86. All ships are welcome. :)

Prompts "Angst - It's not you, it's me" and "Humor - You think that's funny?" HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HANNAH! I hope you had a awesome day!

"It's not you, Don…it's me," Jess tells him, as she gets up from the kitchen table to place the dishes in the sink.

"Really?" Don sitting at the table, looking skeptically across the kitchen. "Are you sure you're okay with it?"

"I'm fine," Jess says washing the dishes. "I'm just having a little trouble with the rules of your…I mean, OUR apartment."

Don getting up from the table to move behind her, embraces her slender figure with his strong arms. "Jess, you have to STOP this. When I asked you to move in with me, I wanted you to feel at home here as I have since you put your razor next to mine. Do you know how many nights I race through my case files to come home to you? Danny has even commented that you have me 'whipped.'" Jess laughs at the sour note in her boyfriend's voice and leans back into him.

"You think that's funny?" Sniffing the warm scent of lavender, Don smiles into the curve of her shoulder as he rubs his lips across the beating pulse in her neck.

"Yeah, I do." She tells him, turning her head to peck him on the lips.

Don returns the kiss and they continue talking. "But we have to discuss this. Who knew you'd be such a neat freak at home? Your desk at work looks like a bomb exploded all over it."

"It doesn't!" Jess wrenching herself out of his arms, shooting him a playful glare. "I know where everything is on my desk, it's organized the way I like it."

"Organized? What about the science experiment that I found in your top drawer today!" Don exclaims. "It was like you had some new kind of mold growing in there. You're worse than Adam sometimes."

"Pardon me, if my lunch doesn't measure up to the hot dogs you and Messer down from the Roach Coach. Besides, it was Adam who told me about the Thai place. If you'd tried the dish that I ordered, you would've found it delicious." Turning indignantly back to doing the dishes.

"Jessica, stop avoiding this!" Don says, impatiently pulling the dish out of her sudsy hands, placing it back into the sink. "We need to work this out!"

Hearing the tone in his voice, Jess sighs and moves to look into his serious blue eyes as he takes her by the shoulders.

"I know this is new and difficult for you. It's been the same way for me." Looking into her face, he pushes a long strand of silky hair out of her turbulent eyes. "But if it means so much to you…I can learn to live with the toilet paper hanging over the roll."

I know this was random, but that is the way my mind works. A review telling me if this was a hit or a miss would be appreciated. Thank you!