Everything In Between
Words: 452
Couple: Nell Jones and G Callen
TV Show: NCIS: Los Angeles
Disclaimer: All characters you recognise belong to Shane Brennan and CBS.
AU.
Established Nell/Callen.
Drabble.
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Her fingers traced lazily over his chest, her eyes following the trail as she took in every scar that was visible. They were scattered all over his body, each one holding a story of a case or operations, each one with a different story to tell. As her finger traced around a bullet shaped scare, she realised just how dangerous his job was.
Every day he put other's safety above his own, everyday he did stupid things to find justice and countless times he almost died with doing so. He was this selfless, courageous, brave man who would stop at nothing until he'd done his job.
"You're staring," he murmured.
"I'm fascinated."
"Yeah? By what?"
"You."
Chuckling, G Callen replied, "you mean my body."
"Oh yes, that to," Nell smiled, stopping her tracing to lay her palm flat on his chest.
"At least you're honest."
"That would be my best trait."
The laugh that came from him made her smile widen, both of them knowing that honesty could never have been her best trait. The hand he had resting on her waist moving to play with her hair.
"You know," the intelligence analyst said, looking up at him, "for someone who doesn't sleep for more than thirty minutes every day, you do sleep a lot."
"It sort of depends," he shrugged.
"On what?"
"On whom."
Frowning in confusion, she waited for him to explain.
"Don't act all innocent Nell Jones, because I'm sure that you're the one who came onto me."
"That has a double meaning," she pointed out with a small smirk slipping through.
"Definitely not innocent."
Hiding her face into his neck, Nell tried her best to hide a giggle that threatened to escape.
"What's today?" he murmured, returning his hand to her waist to pull her closer to him.
"Sunday."
"Good, we don't have to go in until midday."
Letting him pull her so that her full weight was on him, Nell said, "unless we're called in."
"Until then," Callen smiled, moving a hand to trace softly over the back of her neck, causing her to shiver, "there are thing we could be doing.
His hand sat at the base of her neck, pulling her face towards him enough so he can press a lazy kiss on her skin.
"But," the intelligence analyst answered, leaning further forward so that her lips were hovering just above his, "I'm hungry and I'm dying for bacon. We have a few hours before midday, right?"
Frowning in confusion, G Callen almost didn't notice her slipping from his grasp and leaving the bedroom. After realising what she'd done he chuckled, sitting up.
"Do you even have any bacon?"
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So this is complete fluff. Absolute complete fluff. This may go for five chapters. It'll be just fluff fluff fluff. Them being cute at work and everything c: Just out of order sort of one-shots. But you get my drift yeah?
Because guess what the 17-3-13 is?
My second year on ffnet! :D
I squealed like a little girl. Don't judge.
I'll update the next four as quickly as I can over the week. I have this Thursday off so I'll try to have the last one posted by then or on Thursday.
Thankyou!
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