Title: Quirks
Fandom: Law & Order: SVU
Pairing: Casey/OC
Rating: T
Spoilers: N/A (Well, for the actual series anyway… Spoilers for my story 'Shnovak')
Disclaimers: I only own Mr. Shag, everyone else belongs to Dick…
AN: Well, I've had this idea buzzing around my head for quite some time, so I decided to publish the first chapter, and see how you all feel about this idea.
It's basically taking the idea of the idiosyncrasies that someone else has that drives you crazy. Casey and Silas are no different, and there are things that each of them do that drives the other up the wall.
So, let me know what you all think, if I should keep it or delete it. Also, they're supposed to be mad short ya know, drabbles? So don't expect anything too long.
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Silas Shag still lived like he was a bachelor and Casey hated it.
Every day, she would come home to their apartment and his shoes would be all over the floor, unlike her's, which were neatly lined up, work shoes, sneakers, and slippers.
His on the other hand were scattered all over the place. When he got home from work, he would kick off his work shoes, each one landing about twenty feet away from the other; when he got in from a run, he would do the exact same thing. And the next morning, Casey would almost break her ankle on the minefield of shoes.
"Case!" Silas called from the kitchen. "Have you seen my left shoe?"
In their bedroom, Casey closed her eyes and inhaled. "Maybe it was the one that almost killed me last night in the living room!"
"Nope, that was one of my sneakers."
Casey would usually hint at how much she disliked his shoe habit, but she had never come right out and said it; today was the day Casey was going to give it to him straight.
She grabbed a pair of heels from her neat line of shoes, and walked into the kitchen.
"You know," she started. "Maybe if you had a place to put your shoes, you wouldn't have to look for them when you're trying to get ready in the morning…"
Silas didn't seem to hear her; he was too busy looking under the table for the missing shoe. "Huh?"
Casey rubbed her temples. "I said maybe you should designate some place to put your shoes, like me, so this," she waved her hand at Silas, who had now moved to the living room, and was checking under the couch, "Doesn't happen."
Silas glanced up at Casey, who was leaning in the doorway, her arms crossed. "This doesn't happen every day."
Casey nodded. "Uh, yeah."
Silas checked under his armchair. "Found it!" He held up the shoe triumphantly.
Casey rolled her eyes. Silas put on the shoe, and walked up to his girlfriend. "My system works just fine." He drawled, grinning broadly.
Casey rolled her eyes for what felt like the thousandth time; sometimes she didn't even know how she dealt with this man.
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