Seven Thing I Love About You
Disclaimer: I am not Hart Hanson. I do not own Bones. I do not own Emily Deschanel nor do I own David Boreanaz. I know some people wish they owned David Boreanaz. I know I do. Hehe.
A/N: Okay, so fluffy fluff. I need to get this out of my system. I always thought of this since I have watched the episode. Darn, their friends for bugging in. Well, read on and enjoy!
A/N: Brennan's POV, of course.
I held my breath. My heart seemed to stop but it's just a metaphor. He was coming closer and closer...
The first thing I love about you is you care for me.
"I have to speak." It was the night of the banquet. I had to speak because I had solved a serious murder case. "I hate these things."
The second thing I love about you is you protect me.
"What are you talking about, Bones? You're great at these things!" I was. Bones were my life, my job. I catched killers before they could strike again but not before they kill someone. I look at someone's bones and save another ones life. But I couldn't save their life.
The third thing I love about you is your rugged exterior. You're really handsome.
"Listen, you changed history, Bones! How many people can say that?" Booth asked me. He's always so kind to me. One of the many things I like about him. One of the things I love about him.
The fourth thing I love about you is your my best friend.
"You can. Every arrest you made changed history. You make the world safer," I say. What I said is true. He catches the bad guys to save the world. Although, he's only saving a small part of it. You can't actually save the world by catching bad guys in a secluded town. It's irrational. I notice he comes closer to me, as do I. It was like a metaphorical magnet is pulling us together.
The fifth thing I love about you is your humor, which I sometimes get.
"With your help." I smile. "So, Andrew..." Andrew. "Thought you were gonna take him to this thing. That's what he said to me."
The sixth thing I love about you is your silly little gifts you sometimes get me. Like that smurf, when you couldn't get me a smurfette.
"I was, yes. You and I, this is our case and I guess what goes on between us that should just be ours. Isn't that what you said?" He was now directly in front of me. He was so close. I felt safer.
"Yeah." It had been a few minutes. What goes on between us should be kept between us. What goes on... His lips envelope mine. He wraps his arms around me in a warm embrace. His lips are rough but the kiss is so soft. It was a soft kiss, one I have not felt for a long time. A kiss from someone who truly loves me.
The seventh thing I love about you is that you love me...
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