Now that they didn't have Dembe with them, Liz or Red had to drive. Since it was several hours before they'd get to where they were going, it only seemed fair to switch up. Now, it was Red's turn.
"I've never seen you drive," Liz commented as she got buckled in the passenger's seat.
"It's been a while," he responded as he buckled his own seatbelt. After putting his hands on the wheel, he looked down towards his feet. "Where's the clutch?"
"... This is an automatic," Liz replied, a little thrown. When had he thought that she was changing gears?
"Oh, right," Red said as he started the car. He chuckled before adding, "I don't know what I was thinking."
Red pulled out onto the road. He speeded up quickly, making Liz clutch the door handle. She was glad that there weren't people out. That was only because it was about one in the morning.
Liz flinched again when Red slipped too far to the side causing the tires to hit the edge of the road. Red jumped and moved back over quickly at the loud noise it caused.
"What the hell was that?" Red asked.
"You got too far off the road," Liz answered.
"I didn't get that far!"
"No, Red, the road is lying!" Liz responded, sarcastically. He grumbled something to himself and glared at the road ahead. No less than ten minutes later, Red slipped off the side again. "Red!"
"I'm sorry!"
"One more time and I'm driving!" Liz warned. Red slumped down in his seat a little and frowned.
Everything was quiet for a while. Red and Liz didn't bother talking because of irritation. Then, Red slipped just a little too far. He cursed under his breath as Liz looked at him.
"Pull over," Liz ordered.
"Lizzie. I can do this. You just have to let me get used to this," Red argued which earned him a glare.
"You've run off the road three time. Let me drive."
"Lizzie, please just let me do th-"
"Pull over!"
"I'm telling that I ca-!"
"RAYMOND REDDINGTON, PULL OVER THIS INSTANT!" Liz yelled, losing every bit of her patience. Red clenched his jaw and looked like he desperately wanted to yell back. Instead, he did as he was ordered. Liz switched places with him and started driving.
After a while, Liz glanced over at Red. He looked sullen. His arms were crossed over his chest while his lower lip was stuck out ever so slightly. It made Liz feel a little guilty while it made him look slightly adorable to her.
"I never thought that I'd see Raymond Reddington pouting," Liz commented, getting a quick glare.
"I am NOT pouting," he responded.
"Yes, you are," she teased. He grumbled to himself again before looking out the window. Liz hadn't meant to upset him so much. "If you want, I can let you practice driving, tomorrow."
"I could have practiced now, but you wouldn't let me."
"I'm too tired for that. Can you just talk to me and keep me awake?" Liz asked. Red looked a little less upset.
"... Alright," he answered.
...
Liz glared over at Red. His head was leaned back while he snored loudly. The bastard had fallen asleep after promising to keep her awake.
"Wake up, jack ass," she said as she pushed against his shoulder to wake him up. "We're here," she added and glanced up at the beach house in front of them. Red continued to snore.
"Come on," Liz whined. Red made a noise like he was about to wake up but slumped over on her instead. His head slipped down to rest in her lap making her glare at him. "You're lucky I still feel guilty for yelling at you."
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Decided to do another one of these. May do more. Keeping them in sets of seven. Hope you guys enjoy
