Disclaimer: don't own
Notes: For Wingstar102 because they asked so nicely for Munch/Fin.
"I'd be your boy!"
Hours later, he couldn't stop thinking about it. He'd said it as a joke, at first. A playful retort to John's overreacting- or at least that's what he thought.
Hours later, he couldn't stop thinking about John. He wanted to be his boy. But John was straight... How would it work?
"I'd be your boy!"
The words echoed in Munch's head. Fin didn't mean those words. It had been a joke. So why couldn't he get the thought out of his head?
"I'd be your boy."
"Really, Fin?" He whispered into the air. He was going crazy with desire. He had to talk to Fin.
"Fin?" Munch asked as he walked in the squad room later that day.
"Yeah?" Fin replied without looking up.
"Can I talk to you, alone?"
"Where is there to be alone here?" Fin asked with a smile.
"Anywhere but here." Munch said. Fin stood up and eventually they found the area above the squad room deserted.
"What is it?" Fin asked.
"When you said you'd be my boy yesterday..." He trailed off.
"Yeah?" Fin asked. There was an odd tone in his voice. He sounded almost... hopeful. Eager.
"What exactly did you mean?" Munch asked. He swallowed as the words came out. Fin looked around for a moment.
Then, suddenly, his lips were pressed against Fin's. He felt a rush of emotions as the kiss continued. He wrapped his arms around Fin's waist, trying to bring him closer. Fin wrapped his arms around his shoulders.
Eventually they broke apart, panting.
"I'd be your boy." Fin said softly. "I mean it." Munch embraced him tightly for a moment before breaking away.
"It's our lucky day, our shift's ended." Fin said with a smile.
"Want to come to my place?" Munch asked. Fin smiled and kissed him again.
"I'd like that."