Title: A story, through notes
Fandom: CSI Las Vegas
Pairing: Greg Sanders/Nick Stokes
Rating: PG
Words: When actually counted - about 500.
Spoilers: None!
Summary: Where Nick and Greg are on split shifts, where Greg starts to communicate through notes, where Nick has commitment issues, and where the story is to be read between the lines.
A/N: this is a total ripoff of a fic I read a couple of months ago, but for the life of it I can't remember what it was called. Version with "real" notes is to be found at my livejournal. http:/ vinterdrog. livejournal. com / 12794. html
A/N2: This is my first CSI fic ever. Also, I gave blood today, and my arm hurts like mad. Therefore, please be kind.
taped on Nick's bathroom mirror
Sorry I didn't wake you last night, but you looked so relaxed. Took you long enough to realize how boring Animal Planet is. Just kidding. You've probably got a kink in your neck, but my coffee is at the top shelf in my locker (5677), so hopefully you'll forgive me /G
on the coffee bag in Greg's locker
And the next time we're awake together (outside of work) I'll give you a massage / G
on the inside of Nick's locker door
You look hot in those jeans
by the phone at Nick's
Your mother called. Sorry for picking up. She sounds nice. I didn't tell her.
neatly folded against the collar of one of greg's t-shirts, one of the few he's actually cut the tag off since they started itching against his scars
I like you in green
inside of Nick's locker door
won't come by tonight, Jesse's in town! /G
(ps 1234 is not much of a safety code)
in pencil, on the bookmarked page in the book Nick's reading
glasses = hot
taped on Nick's fridge
i think warrick knows about us.
on the inside of Greg's locker door
He does not. If he does, it's your fault.
on the inside of Greg's front door
I miss you. Think we can puzzle our schedules a bit and get us a day off together?
folded in Nick's jeans pocket, the one where he keeps his keys
i got tickets to the game on friday. will you pick me up? at 6? /G
taped on Nick's bathroom mirror
not that it wasn't hot, and not that i'm complaining, but you do owe me a new shirt for that / G
it's in my closet, second top shelf. I cut off the tag so it won't itch. /N
i love you /G
inside of Nick's locker
ok, so i obviously shouldn't have saidwritten that. sorry. can you at least talk to me? / G
inside of Nick's locker
seriously? you're gonna ignore me for the rest of your life?
on the shelf in Nick's locker, in an envelope on the returned and folded spare t-shirt
i'll come by after my shift tomorrow and pick up my stuff and leave yours. think i got it all. put my key in the kitchen will you? i'll put yours in the mailbox. ppl at work are starting to get suspicious though, you're gonna have to stop ignoring me sometime soon. and change your combination, please.
on the kitchen table, next to the spare key to Greg's apartment
I'm sorry. I love you too. Move in with me?
(ps. I told Warrick about us. You were right, he knew. Told Cath, too.)
(pps 7354)
(ppps. I'm in the bedroom)
breathed, eye to eye
"yes"