Prompt: Person A butt dials Person B and Person B finds out that Person A has more than platonic feelings for Person B.
"Hello, Detective... Hello? Joss?"
John sat up in his bed and strained to hear who he thought was Joss on the other end of the phone. It was muffled and somewhat distorted, but it sounded like she was out. At a bar maybe? And she wasn't alone.
"So Joss, you're telling me you aren't seeing anyone right now? Because I know this guy, he's cute, has a great job, and is very single."
"No, I'm not seeing anyone. And no, I don't want to be set up with some guy you know. Despite what you believe, if I was interested in someone you'd know."
Clearly, Joss hadn't intended to call him. This call was likely due to a "butt dial". John was just about to hang up, but the next question from her friend, a different voice this time, stopped him.
"So who is he? What's his name, what does he do, is he cute, have you already slept with him, and if you have, was it good?"
John could hear peals of laughter in the background. His interest was definitely peaked now. Was she seeing someone? She hadn't mentioned that she was seeing anyone. He'd hoped that she had healed and found a way to move on from Beecher's murder, but he secretly wanted her to move on with him.
After the laughter died down, Joss responded. "Seriously guys, there's no one."
"No one? Out of all the men in New York, you're not interested in any of them? What about at your job? Your partner is kinda cute."
"Fusco?" John grinned at the surprise, confusion, and displeasure in her tone. She scoffed, "You would be attracted to him."
Another voice, a third, chimed in. "Everyone at this table knows about Terri's affinity for chubby men, but let's get back to what she asked you."
There was a pause. If it weren't for the music playing in the background, John would have thought the call had dropped.
"Well... there is this one guy. But, we're just friends. He's sorta seeing someone right now."
"How serious is it with the woman he's seeing?"
"Linda!" A collective group of voices admonished the woman for her less than tactful question.
"What? It's a valid question. As long as he's not married and it's not serious, then she can go get her man."
"Listen, I don't know how serious it is between them. He never talks about her and the last time I saw her, she couldn't wait to show off the..." John could have sworn he heard her hold back a snicker. "Gift he gave to her. Anyway, it doesn't matter because we're just friends– I heard him say that about us, too. And we sometimes work together so it just wouldn't work."
John was floored. She was talking about him. She was talking about Zoe and she'd obviously overheard the conversation between him and Shaw. Did she truly see him as more than just a friend? Could she really have an attraction to him?
"Well that's his loss. What about the guy I saw you with the other day? When I ran into you at the coffee shop? He was cute."
"Ian? Oh, that was just… just coffee."
"Well he seemed to have been pretty smitten with you."
She was with Ian two days ago? Is that why he had trouble getting in contact with her? Prickles of jealousy stabbed at his heart. That smarmy son of a...
His murderous thoughts were interrupted by another round of girlish giggles. "Okay, how about someone else take the hot seat?" Joss suggested. "Let's ask Linda about her love life."
John had heard enough and finally disconnected the call. Frankly, he'd heard too much. But now that he had this information, what was he going to do with it?
A/N: Yeah... this ran longer than a drabble. My bad. :)