AN: Seriously this is blamed on JaynesPlainWeird and her innocent enough comment on BMTL! You got me thinking which is NEVER a good thing and you got my muse itching to write this out. So thank you for this XOX. And pretty soon you Careesers will have something else to blame someone for (eyes odalys-ortiz) *spoiler* it will be a place that will house all my smutty Careese things that just don't fit stories or Careese Themes. I have A LOT of Careese smut that has no home and odalys-ortiz inspired me to just post them anyways so when you see a truly suspect title as I have it narrowed to three: 1) Sexercise *snickers* 2.) Your Body is a Wonderful 3.) Sex on Fire. HA, so if you see one of those three titles with a rating of M run for the hills unless of course you enjoy pointless Careese smut like me :)
Anyhoo, this isn't proofread because literally I just read the comment and responded and got inspired so this little drabble is short and sweet. And kind of different for me as it's still Careese but Careese in a different pov.
Post 3x9 so AU
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Finch hobbled towards his computer desk and Bear rushed to his doggie bed with bone in mouth. Harold placed the leash down on the edge of the table before rounding it and sat down with an extended sigh. They had a new number, which he welcomed since the downfall of HR was finally over and John's number being up was dealt with. Jocelyn was reinstated as a detective and Simmons had been caught after he tried to kill John and Jocelyn. Thankfully he didn't succeed due to his gun jamming and then Mr. Reese and Detective Carter chased him down afterwards.
His phone rang and he picked it up seeing it was John. "I was just going to call you Mr. Reese as we have a new…" he started and then paused as he listened to soft rustling and a groaning noise. "John are you alright?" Harold inquired.
"Joss, I need to go."
Finch frowned. "Mr. Reese?" he said a little louder. Did John just butt-dial him? And why was he with the detective so early in the morning?
"You can be late this morning John. In fact I can guarantee you'll be extremely satisfied being late this morning." the detective purred throatily.
"Oh dear!" Finch hastily hung up the phone with red creeping onto his cheeks as he heard John's lusty moan and what sounded like clothes being torn off. Harold leaned back in the chair and thought about what he just overheard and a small smile twitched his lips up. The detective and John were finally acting on their feelings for one another.
"What are you smiling about?"
Harold blinked and turned seeing Sameen making her way towards him. "Punctual as usual Ms. Shaw," he said not answering her. "We have a new number."
"Where's Reese?" she wondered with a sip of coffee.
Harold looked to his computer. "I'm not sure. Mr. Reese rarely runs late but I'm sure whatever is holding John up is something important to him." he said softly. Everyone knew how important Joss Carter was to John, perhaps she was what connected him to the world and he didn't even know it.
AN: See short and sweet. Thanks for reading this little blurb that got in my head. Again thanks JaynesPlainWeird for the comment. My muse is too hyper when Careese is the inspiration.
Thanks for reading XOXOX