Another one of my terrible attempts for writing a oneshot request. Written 4 years ago when I wrote awful stories. If you want to use this idea and do a remake, pm me!
For the last couple of weeks, I've been working at the NYPD forensics lab. Sure it's tough balancing work, swatting away Danny and Sheldon whenever they tried to flirt with me, and intimidating Don with my killer looks and wit. But that's all the fun at work, not including of bringing justice in New York.
"So how is my favorite forensic doing with the fingerprints from the Smith case?" Don said while turning around.
"Not too shabby" Danny said as I playfully punched him
"I think he meant me Messer" I said, while he shrugged and started to leave the lab
"Now don't you two mess around in the lab, or I'll make sure that both your bodies are in autopsy!" Danny playfully said while being slapped on the head by Don
"Ditto to you and Lindsay" Don said while Danny was heavily blushing.
"Well I'm doing quite fine. The prints didn't belong to Smith's wife. So I searched the system and Colin Webster's prints were a match." I said when I felt a pair of hand covering my eyes.
"Guess who?"
"Mac?"
"Nope" Don said while, stupidly, started to stare into his blue eyes.
"I wonder how long I could stare into his eyes. Are they an ocean blue or ice blue? Hmm..." I thought as I spaced out.
"Are you done looking at me yet?" Don said, smiling that smile that he saves especially for me.
"Um what? Oh sorry Flack, I spaced out" I said, blushing deeper than Danny did earlier.
"Aw...Kit you're blushing again. You should get back to work." Don said smiling, once again.
"Oh, so now flirting with me is what you call work?" I asked while I felt my face cool down as I smirked.
"Hey, that's what you said. I was thinking about overtime, what about you? My place at 8?" Don said while he was blushing.
"Sure" I said
"Okay, see you Kit" he said, leaving me to dream about what might "accidently" happen tonight