I wrote this in a whole 5 minutes while listening to Bubbly by Colbie Caillat. Ph33r /\/\3.
Disclaimers: I don't own CSI (poo...) or the song "Bubbly".
Greg hummed along to the radio as he washed dishes, singing along to the chorus where he knew the words.
"Bubbly?"
"Huh?" Greg turned with soap-covered hands to see Nick standing in the doorframe.
"I never took you as the type to listen to Colbie Caillat," Nick said with a smile.
"I like the song…it kinda reminded me of…us…" Greg mumbled, his voice lowering with every word.
Nick blinked a couple times, and a grin broke out on his face. "I give you shivers or something?"
Greg rolled his eyes. "Dope."
"Then, what?" Nick moved across the room, and Greg wiped his hands off on a towel.
"You make me feel safe, and warm. And I like just being with you," Greg's face had turned a nice shade of dark red, in Nick's opinion.
"You're way too adorable when you're bashful," Nick murmured, wrapping his arms around Greg's waist, as the younger stared at Nick's chest, his blush still covering his face.
"Shut up…" Greg half-heartedly punched Nick in the chest.
Nick chuckled, and placed a kiss on the top on Greg's head. "You make me feel Bubbly, too."
