Title: Kent Thinks He May Have A Crush On The Boss
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Disclaimer: ITV owns Whitechapel along with DI Chandler and DC Kent unfortunately.
Notes: Well this is my first Whitechapel fiction; I didn't even know people read it on here. I have become more and more intrigued by the adorable DC Kent, he's just so cute! With that I thought of SLASH. It corrupted my mind, so every time Kent stands even remotely close to Chandler I think bad thoughts.
It wouldn't be a lie to say that Kent liked his new boss, it would be the understatement of the year. There is liked and liked and he felt more inclined to the latter where his DI was concerned.
The man was just perfect, in a sort of angelic way. The way he held himself – he had an air of 'sartorial elegance' that was unlike all the police officers Kent knew, especially their murder squad. His suits were always tailored to show off the amazing shape of Joe Chandler. Kent mentally shut himself up. This line of thought was not worth thinking on, it just made him depressed.
A Detective Constable lusting after a Detective Inspector, what next?
Yeah, what next? ...
Just then Kent jumped, feeling Chandler's warm breath waft over his neck and cheek. Where had he come from? Did the man not make sound when he moved?!
"Hello sir" he mumbled and Chandler lent on the desk with one palm the other on the back of Kent's chair.
"Are you alright?" Chandler asked.
"Of course, sir" Kent casually, not looking directly at his boss. To his dismay Miles had found out about – well – Kent's thoughts of the boss. It all happened because Kent didn't break off his gaze quick enough and Miles noticed.
"Copper or no copper, you got yourself into a bit of a stickler there kid"
Oh what encouraging words, no?
"Kent, you seem a bit distracted?" Chandler asked, as Kent tapped in references into the computer. He didn't need to right at that second but it was either looking at the screen or Chandler. He chose the screen.
"I'm fine, just working. I got the photos for you, they're on the printer" he quickly looked up, a move he regretted almost instantly. Fact: you have to make eye contact with people to be able to talk with them. Otherwise, you can't read emotions, responses or anything that easily. But when looking at clear blue eyes Kent's heart sunk to melt through is ribs. There is a small smile, it's genuine enough, but that's it.
Just a smile.
Means nothing more than a boss-colleague chat. Wonderful. Oh snap out of it Kent. Seriously do, Chandler's talking to you.
"Thank you. At least you're one I can rely on remembering things" Chandler joked, a white smile on his face. Charm, absolute innocent charm. Kent could bet his lunch on Chandler not knowing half the things he does to people around him. Kent smiled a quick one just to reassure Chandler he got the joke.
"No problem sir. That's what DC's do" he sighed.
"You'll be brilliant DI at some stage Kent. I know it" Chandler said. That was a nice thing to hear.
"Thank you sir. And one day you'll be a brilliant Chief of Police" he said with a smirk.
"Oh I much rather be here for the rest of my days, watching the likes of you grow in front my eyes"
Kent grinned; he liked seeing his boss like this. When he just was a guy, not a police officer.
Chandler's eyes left his and scanned the room briefly, looking at the rest of the team. Kent looked back at his computer and eyes widened when an arm blocked his view for a moment. Chandler moved the pen that was pointing right instead of left with the others. The OCD that sometimes shows was unnerving at first, but now was scary if he didn't do it.
Chandler looked at his watch and then said loudly to the team as a whole.
"Right everyone, go on head home. There's nothing more we can do today"
Kent felt his body cool as Chandler leaned off of his chair to stand straight. Kent began sorting things on his desk.
"Hey, guv'nor you coming for a drink?" Miles called and Chandler nodded after thinking for a moment about it. Kent had watched Chandler become slowly more sociable with the rest of the team as each side got used to the other.
"Yes, wait for me" after a pause he asked, "Come out with us tonight Kent?"
It wasn't really a question, but he treated it like one. At least Miles would be there so he would have to keep from acting like a complete idiot.
"Urm… I guess so. Yeah" Kent clarified coughing and then frowning to himself. Muppet.
"Good" Chandler said and he went into his office to get sorted out. By now they were the only three left. Chandler, Miles and him. Miles stood by the door with his hands in his coat pockets. He looked at Kent and rolled his eyes at Chandler's office.
"Come along guv we do want a pint before the pub closes!" and Kent turned, watching Chandler put a scarf around his neck and then walk around his desk. As Kent walked with Chandler towards Miles at the door he asked:
"Sir, do you drink beer or larger?"
"Do you know the difference?"
Kent replied with a no. He walked in front of Chandler to stop the height difference looking too obvious.
"You'll find out" was Miles' answer and a lopsided grin.
"Oh and Kent?" Chandler asked his hand on the light switch to turn off the offices electricity for the night. "Stop calling me sir for tonight. It's Joe" and all Kent saw was a look in his eyes and the lights went out.
To be continued...
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