A Sunrise Revelation
Title: A Sunrise Revelation
Author: Giwu
Rating: M
Pairing: GSR
Summary: A challenge from Gipsy and my first drabble!
A/N: A challenge from Gipsy. It needs to be M rated and have something to do with one of our geeks having a habit that gets on the other one's nerves. We also need to see a flashback that explains the reasons or origins of said bad habit.
No flashback exactly, but even though you said no word limit, I knew deep down you wanted a (bleep) drabble. 100 words.
A Sunrise Revelation
Sara labeled everything. Clothes, CDs, books, pantry and refrigerator shelves. It was becoming ridiculous. Gil used to open the cupboard and toss groceries anywhere. Now, he was expected to line everything under words like: vegetables, fruit and pasta.
During an intense discussion he asked, "Why, Sara?"
"It goes back to childhood. If my name was on it, there was less chance of it being stolen. It gives me security and confidence," she said.
His frustration faded one morning upon stumbling into the bathroom and looking down.
Nestled in his pubic hair above his hard cock was a one-word label.
"Mine."
Nocturnal Emissions
Title: Nocturnal Emissions
Author: Giwu
Rating: NC-17/MA for language
Spoilers: After Season 6 finale
Pairings: GSR
Disclaimer: The bank still owns my house and car. I will never own CSI.
Author's Note: This is sort of a companion drabble to A Sunrise Revelation. Gil has a bad habit. I am taking an informal poll if I should change the title to "A Nocturnal Revelation" but I like the innuendo of this title.
Gil talked in his sleep. Actually, he yelled profanities that would make a sailor blush.
Weekly, Sara bolted awake to him screaming, "Conrad, you're a cocksucker" and "Greg, that fucking music…"
She began to have hilarious conversations that sleeping Grissom never remembered.
She almost relocated to the couch. One poignant discussion convinced her not to.
"Goddamn it, I'll have to fucking ask her!" he roared.
"Who?" Sara asked.
"Sara" he snarled.
"What do you have to ask her?" she answered.
"I need to know if she loves me as much as I love her."
His musings never bothered her again.