"I miss you." Was all Brian said as Eric picked up his phone call. The blond narrowly avoided bumping into someone as he walked through the office hallways. Luckily for him, apart from a few people here and there, the hallway was quite empty.
"Wow, hello to you too, mister." Eric shot back with a smile on his face, even though he knew Brian couldn't see it. "But for the record, I miss you too."
"God, it's been ages since we last had sex." Eric nearly tripped when he heard the brunet's words, but was able to catch himself before he face-planted into the floor. He couldn't believe how blunt Brian could be from time to time, but then again, wasn't Eric as well?
"This better not be a booty call, Anderson. No way we're having phone sex right now." On the other end of the line, Brian was slowly failing to contain his laughter. At first he could barely believe he'd agreed to such a stupid dare, but looking at it now it might be the funniest thing he'd ever done. This was a great contender at least, nothing could top that time when Eric tripped and fell right into a puddle of mud. He'd looked like a monster when he came back up, and Brian was sure it was his favorite memory they'd made ever.
"God, I want you so bad please." Brian's poorly imitated whining sounded scratchy over Eric's phone speaker. The blond snorted at the sound after a quick check if the hallway was still empty. Eric was catching onto Brian's plan, and two could play a game. Like one John Watson said, 'The game is on!'. (Which was, quite possibly, also Brian's favorite quote out of the entire series. He said it all the time, very aware of how it drove Eric nuts.)
"Well then, shame for you, huh?" Next to Brian, his colleague and cause of this entire phone call was cracking up. To be honest, Sylvia couldn't believe Brian was really doing this, she never thought he'd actually say yes to her silly dare. But here she was, gifted with a shove on her shoulder by Brian that made her roll over to the other side of the desk.
"Sure is, because I've got a bit of a situation here now. And you're not here to fix it, sadly."
"That sucks, sweetheart. Not my problem though, so good luck getting rid of it." Typical Eric style, the blond rolled his eyes but couldn't wipe the grin of his face.
"You know what else sucks?" Brian was smirking now, watching Sylvia's attempt to stop laughing completely fail at his next words. Her eyes grew comedically wide, torn between not wanting to miss a second of this but also grabbing her own phone to record it and hold it above Brian head for the next few decades.
"Don't you dare, Anderson."
"You." Eric's body speeded around, hoping to whatever God would listen that nobody heard that. Even though his phone was practically glued to his ear so no one could catch onto the conversation he and his idiotic boyfriend we're having right now, you never knew with trained spies around.
"God, I'm suddenly not so sure anymore why I'm still dating you."
"You love me." The brunet sounded so sure of his case that Eric couldn't even deny it if he tried. But of course, Eric wouldn't be him if he didn't try.
"Do I?" Brian's chuckled. So Eric wanted to go down that road, huh? Well, the game is on, Beale.
"You do, it's one of the things you screamed last week. Along with 'Fuck me harder, Brian!'".
Eric choked at those words. It was very true, but he hated admitting his defeat. This call was really turning into something else, and the blond had never wished more for Brian to just be here with him at this very moment. He checked the hallways one more time before he replied. "Fuck Brian. You can't just say things like that and expect me not to get hard."
"Wasn't that the entire point of this so called 'booty call'?" Brian twirled around in the desk chair he's been sitting in ever since this begun, turning to see his friend tear strained of laughing. Suddenly, Brian was actually quite thankful for this dare.
"This is so unfair, B. You're in for something when you get home." Eric tried to casually adjust his suddenly too tight jeans.
"Correction: You are in for something when we get home." Groaning at the words, Eric desperately wished the hours left to work would magically pass by until the day was over and he could go home.
"So Eric Beale is a bottom, huh? Good to know." Deeks' voice suddenly cur through their conversation, pointedly letting them know he'd been listening in the entire time. Eric's eyes widened and grew twice their size as he realized what was happening. He let out another groan, but for a completely different reason now.
"I think now is a great moment to interrupt. Eric, would you mind getting upstairs please? We may have found a new lead." Nell's voice spoke up, and Eric just knew she was wearing the same smirk Deeks probably was without even seeing them.
"Brian, honey?" It was now Eric's turn to speak, and he did so with a strikingly sweet voice. It was the one that led Brian know he was in for an ear full, the one who he desperately wanted to avoid at all costs.
"Yes, dear?"
"Would you please, for god's sake, check which number you're dialing next time?"
"Won't make the same mistake again, darling." Brian's eyes had widened at the same time Eric's blue ones did. Which only resulted into more laughter coming from Sylvia's side of the front office. God, he was never going to live this one down, was he?
"Thank you." Eric was already on his way to the staircase, silently praying whatever office joke would strike up out of this wouldn't be too embarrassing.
"I've got to go now though. I'll talk to you later, over a more private line." Brian moved away from the desk, shoving Sylvia one more time for good measure before he left. "I love you."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll shoot you a text to let you know if I've passed away or not." Eric walked through the sliding doors, and was immediately met with the indeed grinning faces of his friends. "I love you too. Please attend my funeral."
Luckily for both men, no funerals needed to be planned, as Eric managed to make it out of the office alive and well. Needless to say, they sure checked their phones next time Eric received a 'booty-call' from his lovely boyfriend.