A/N: The first in my one-shot collection. This one is more of an introduction to their relationship. It's so freaking cute : )) The one-shots won't necessarily be connected, and some will be slightly A/U. Read and review, and please leave suggestions for one-shots you would like to read!

Thank you so much for your time!

When it's silly teenage love... and you're nearing forties

It's almost a game they play. The formalities are... breathtaking. They mean secrecy, a juicy, sweet, tasty secret only they know about, and they quite enjoy it. Perhaps it's time to write her a love letter? To which she'll reply with a silent kiss across the room.

The love letter idea quite works in his head, but somehow seems impersonal. He should think up a poem in farsi in his head, and then scribble the translation in a tiny piece of paper; if he drops it by accident near her desk, then it is almost as if she had a secret admirer – only he's not secret to her.

Mr. Vaziri...

They are working with Dr. Brennan on a new set of remains. The gushy, bloody, broken skeleton lies between them and a very focused Temperance Brennan. He finds out something crucial that his mentor missed somehow, and yet knew all about it from the beginning, and he receives a praising smile from Dr. Saroyan. Only her eyes... her eyes were smiling like Cam's did. He knows Dr. Brennan will never pick up on it, and so he smiles back, subtly raising his eyebrow for special meaning.

Dr. Saroyan...

And now they are conferencing with Hodgins and Angela, and this pair proves to be more dangerous to fake around. Angela notices Cam's absent smile, and doesn't seem convinced when she blames it on Hodgins' brilliant discovery. Brilliant as it was, she was sure her boss understood as much as her: next to zero. Kneeling over her desk, she picks up a few papers and gives to Arastoo for her to give Brennan. Those are not for Dr. Brennan. It's for you, Dr. Saroyan. And then he hands her the papers. Their fingers meet, and a slight blush creeps up their cheeks. Cam is embarrassed, and Arastoo is mortified.

They are not teenagers... They should stop acting like one.

But then their eyes lock, and each reassures the other. Cam teases him with a smile, and Arastoo lowers his eyes. It's more her secret that his; were it up to him, he would tell everyone. But she's slowly growing accustomed to this, and he knows it won't be long until she tells the lab. Maybe a few teasing smiles more, and she'll let Angela in on the secret. That would probably be the best way to tell the lab.

Arastoo...

They leave for the gardens, and as soon as they step outside, he grabs her hand. It feels nice and warm, and he holds her close with one arm on her shoulders.

Cam...

"We looked like teens today." Cam murmured, between embarrassed and amused.

"They have the best fun." Arastoo replied and kissed her cheek. "And so did we."