Rating: PG
Classification: MSR (Almost MSFluff!)
Summary: For the November MR challenge Theme: "Don't make me show / tell Scully" Muhaa haa haa
Color me Embarrassed
By Skinfull
FBI Basement Office
THURSDAY: 2.40PM
Mulder's smile was slow and languid. He spoke softly into the phone and Scully didn't know to whom but the facial expressions he was making were speaking volumes. He laughed with velvety sultry tones as he leaned back in his chair and ran a distracted hand through his hair.
Intrigued by his actions, Scully looked carefully and caught the beginning of a blush creeping up his neck and staining his cheeks before he glanced at her and she looked away. She tried to concentrate on her pc but could still make out his voice as he muttered the final words of his conversation.
"Okay, see you there later...yeah, I'm looking forward to it too," he chuckled before he hung up and glanced over to Scully.
She could feel his eyes on her but refused to look up. Focusing harder on the screen before her she tried to get back to what she was working on. Without a word he pushed his chair away from his desk and ambled over to her. Picking up a pencil that lay abandoned on her desk, he twiddled it between his fingers as he perched on the corner of her small desk and watched her. Frowning at the screen she fought the color from her cheeks and turned to face him with an eyebrow arched in feigned derision.
"What is it Mulder?" she asked eventually, turning back to her screen and typing something completely out of context. With the mouse she highlighted her last sentence then deleted it, hoping he didn't notice.
"I thought maybe you had something to ask me. I thought you were staring at me trying to get my attention."
"I wasn't staring," she protested as she stood and walked over to the cabinet to get away from his close proximity.
"C'mon Scully, out with it." He watched as she flustered with the files and tried her best to ignore him.
"I don't know what you're talking about. And if you don't mind Mulder I have reports to be writing."
"Okay, okay!" he held his hands up in defence with a flourish and backed away, but he was still smiling his Cheshire grin when he claimed his own seat.
"Anyway, I have to go soon."
"Oh?" Glancing at her watch she saw it was only three thirty.
"Didn't I tell you?" he looked at her in mock confusion as he rolled down his sleeves and fastened the cuffs. "Chuck is throwing a bachelor party."
"Chuck Burkes?" she asked, he eyebrows arching in surprise.
"Yeah. Can you believe it? He's tying the old knot." He pulled on his coat and scarf. "Maybe there is hope for the rest of us!" He walked over to the door and held it open but instead of leaving he turned back to her with another knowing smile. "Goodnight Scully! Don't wait up!" She rolled her eyes as he left with a laugh and turned back to her screen.
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