I do not own Psych
"Spencer what are you doing here on a Saturday?" Lassiter sneered as he walked by Shawn with a huge pile of paperwork in his hand.
"Just getting paid Lassie. Oh, your shoe's untied." Shawn pointed to Lassiter's feet, causing him to look down suddenly and drop half of his paper work. Shawn smiled as the head detective knelt down to collect his papers, swearing under his breath. Shawn passed by Juliet's empty desk, but stopped upon noticing that her purse and keys where there. He looked around, but after not catching sight of his girlfriend he approached Buzz, who was refilling his coffee cup.
"Hey Shawn! Happy Saturday!" The officer greeted him.
"Yeah, you too Buzz." Shawn replied distractedly. "Buzz, is Jules still here?"
"Uh…yeah, I think so. Though I haven't seen her in like a half an hour." Buzz furrowed his brow. "What's up?"
"Nothing... Nothing, buddy thanks." Shawn gave him a friendly slap on the arm before leaving to find Juliet. He thought for a few moments before heading off down the stairs. Down a long hallway he came to the locker rooms. Looking around and finding himself alone, he gently knocked on the ladies locker room door. "Jules? You in there?" When his question was greeted with silence, he looked around again before opening the door slightly and peeking in. It too appeared to be deserted so he called again; "Jules, are you in here?"
"Shawn?" A voice came from one of the bathroom stalls. "Shawn, what are you doing here?"
Shawn quickly slipped into the locker room and locked the door behind him. "Me? Jules, what are you still doing here? You said you were working for a few hours and then meeting at what's-her-name's house for bridesmaid stuff."
"I can't go Shawn." Juliet replied making no move to leave the stall.
"What? Why not? Jules, can you come out there please."
"Oh no. I am not coming out there. Not until you leave." Juliet's voice was on the edge of tears.
"Jules! What is it? Did I do something? Please come out, your freaking me out." Shawn pleaded to the door.
"I said no Shawn!"
"Dammit Juliet, come out here now or I will break that door down!" Shawn commanded, hoping his voice sounded like it could carry through that threat when he knew his body never could. When Juliet did not respond, he tried another tact; "Don't make me get Lassie."
Inside the stall he heard a large sigh. "Fine!" Juliet huffed. She fumbled with the lock and finally the open the stall door. She stood there with her arms crossed self-consciously at her chest.
Shawn's mouth gaped open as took in his girlfriend. She was dressed head to toe in lavender. The sweetheart neckline of her dress was impossibly low cut, and the cut of the dress created an impressive amount of cleavage. It was skin tight from there, hugging her waist and hips with purple satin covered by some sort of glittery tulle. It continued on its way, tightly over her hips and ass before finally exploding into lettuce-like ruffles that began at mid-thigh and ended at the ankle. Juliet wore sky high purple heels and in her curled hair a few glittering lavender flowers peeked out.
Juliet glared at Shawn as he took her in. She raised her eyebrows, daring him to make a comment. Her breath came through gritted teeth as she kept her arms crossed in a vain attempt to cover herself. "Great!" She finally shouted. "Even Shawn Spencer has nothing to say about this dress! This is even worse than I thought." Her eyes filled with tears as she turned to lock herself back in the stall.
Shaking himself out of his stupor, Shawn moved quickly and grabbed Juliet by the arm. He pulled her to him, her back pressed up against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, to both sooth her and prevent her escape. "Jules." He cooed in her ear as he rested his head against her shoulder.
Juliet relaxed against his chest, leaning her head against his. She sniffed as a few tears escaped her eyes. "Shawn, I look ridiculous." She whined.
"Oh, Jules. You do not."
"You couldn't even speak when you saw it Shawn, I saw your face. I look like some sort of Marshmallow Peep hooker." Juliet sniffed.
"No Jules… it's more like a slutty Easter egg." He replied as she stifled a laugh in spite of herself. "And… the reason I didn't say anything…uh…it's because I find it very hard to speak when all the blood has left my brain…"
Juliet's head whipped around at this. Shawn smiled sheepishly at her as he pulled her close again. "You do not find me attractive in this dress." Juliet challenged.
"Jules, believe it or not I'm having a very hard time conversing with you at the moment because of all of the dirty thoughts running through my head." Shawn confessed.
Juliet turned in his arms so she could see his face. Shawn bit his lip as he let his gaze wander over her body. His eyes held a glazed over look that Juliet knew all too well to be a look of lust. She scrunched up her nose in disbelief. "Really?" She asked.
Shawn nodded his head appreciatively as he released a slow breath; "Really. I'm sorry Jules, I know you feel uncomfortable in it and, yeah it's a weird dress I'll give you that, but it's got its good points too. It's got this;" He motioned his hands around her breasts. "And that;" He peered behind her to take another look at her ass, tightly covered in lavender glitter. It's got a lot of good stuff."
"What about this?" Juliet lifted the layers of ruffles and shook them for effect.
"Yeah, that's pretty weird; I don't know what I would do with that." Shawn shook his head, a small smile playing at his lips.
Juliet suddenly threw her arms around Shawn's neck hugging him tightly. "Thank you."
He chuckled as he held her tight. "For what?"
"For making me like something about this dress I guess?" She laughed.
"Jules?" Shawn asked.
"Yeah?" She replied, relaxed in his arms, her head resting against his chest.
"You need to leave, right?"
Juliet groaned. "Yes."
"Then you're gonna need to stop hugging me, cause in a few more seconds that's not going to be possible anymore." Shawn informed as Juliet reluctantly pulled out of his embrace.
She looked in the mirror to wipe her eyes and then close them in frustration at what she saw. She then took a deep breath and straightened her spine before cupping Shawn's face in her hands and kissing his mouth. "Please be on time, I need you there." She pleaded looking into his eyes.
"I promise." He replied as Juliet moved to leave. He quickly came up behind her and caught her back against him once more. "Just tell me one thing." He whispered into her ear.
"What's that?" Juliet whispered back.
"Is everything you're wearing purple?"
Juliet pulled away with a laugh and put her hand to Shawn's face as she answered with only a sly smile. "Stay." She told him as she unlocked the door and slipped out.
Shawn leaned against the wall to wait until he could leave without drawing attention. He closed his eyes but they flew open a few seconds later when he heard through the door; "Holy crap O'Hara! What are you wearing!" followed a few seconds later by a thump and an "OW!"
