A/N: Just some drabble I threw together because I wasn't tired. Sorry for mistakes, it's midnight so should really have proof read it.

I really need some MacRiley to get me through until we actually get some lol

Secrets Exposed - A little liquid courage edition

Mac's POV

I frown in confusion when I hear a knock at the front door, I check the time before heading over to open it.

My heart beat increases seeing Riley on my doorstep, I move to smile at her before taking in her crestfallen features.

"You okay?"

"Aubrey broke up with me." She shrugs, acting a little indifferent to the news.

"I'm so sorry Riles." There's a spark of joy in me that I immediately feel guilty about.

"Come in." I pull her gently inside, trying to assuage my guilt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to go." Tears well in her eyes and I'm unsure if it's about the break up or feeling out of place in the world again, no place to call home.

"You are always welcome here, as long as this is my home - it's yours too." I can see the relief in her eyes and I ache to take her into my arms.

"Hungry?" She holds up a bag of take out food and I smile.

"God yes, come here." She cracks a smile and I take her into my arms, holding her a little too close, for a little too long. I turn my head into her neck and inhale her hair, reaching up and cradling her neck in my hand.

"Thanks Mac." She whispers, and I hold her tighter.

"Anything for you Riles. You know that." I finally pull back, brushing her hair back and looking deep into her eyes.

"Let's eat." She nudges me further into the house and towards the kitchen.

Riley POV

I watch Mac move towards the fridge turning back to send me a comforting look.

"Want something to drink?" He calls out.

"You know I do." I send him a smirk, before moving to his scotch.

"But I think I want something a bit stronger than beer." Mac smiles before closing the fridge and moving to grab two glasses.

I watch Mac pour our drinks, and grabbing us some utensils before heading over to the couch. I sink down beside him, food down on the table in front of us.

Mac hands me a glass and I gulp some back greedinly, wishing to numb the feelings running through me. Part of me knows I should have turned up at Bozer's door not allowing temptation so close, I take another gulp trying to dull that part of my brain.

"You okay?" Mac asks after we have been eating in silence for a few minutes.

"Not really." I shrug, watching his expression of pity on his face.

"He's an idiot Riles. To let you go." I swallow down more scotch, pushing down my feelings.

Watching Mac with Desi tonight is all the muzzle I need to keep the real reason I'm upset to myself.

I didn't turn up at his door upset because it's over with Aubrey, but because I didn't feel the pain I expected, cementing in me that the feelings I have for Mac can't be denied any longer. It feeds my hurt, because I can no longer shrug off the small bouts of jealousy as something else. It's clear as day that I"m in love with the blue eyed man across from me.

"It was for the best Mac." The words ring true because it's not fair to lie to a good man like Aubrey, not just about my career but about my feelings for another man.

"I'm still sorry, I could tell you were happy. I'm here for you." His hand reaches for mine and caresses it in his.

"Thanks Mac." I whisper, unsure what else I could say. I watch his eyes drop down to our joined hands, his thumb running along the top of my knuckles.

"I uh," I clear my throat pulling my hand back before I do something I'll regret, "brought enough food for Desi too. She already asleep?" The words are painful to speak, luckily any pain I express tonight can be disguised as hurt from my break up.

"We uh- actually broke up." My head snaps over to look at Mac, my hand growing cold and missing his warmth already.

"I'm sorry." I whisper, even though I'm not.

"It's okay. We weren't right for each other."

"You said that in Germany Mac, so there must be something in you wishing you were right for each other." I silently curse myself, unsure why I'm trying to talk him into going after Desi.

I close my eyes briefly, angry with myself for being so selfish.

"I want you happy Mac. Can this be fixed with Desi?"

"Should it be?" He replies with a shrug.

Mac POV

The secret is out, I watched Riley's reactions closely, finding it hard to depict her true feelings given her own relationship troubles she's experiencing.

Before Riley turned up tonight I was upset, not because I lost Desi but because I couldn't replicate with Desi, what I had naturally with Riley. My best friend, the one person I can't go there with.

"That's not a question I can answer." I contemplate her reply, taking a long drink and feeling it relax my inhibitions.

"I don't want to fix things." I finally relent, letting that sit between us.

"Why?" She asks, her eyes intense and on me.

"I can't talk to her like…" I trail off, losing my courage in her eyes.

"Like what?" She presses.

"Like I can talk to you. What kind of relationship is it if it's only physical?" There's a scowl on Riley's face and I frown in confusion, before it disappears.

We turn back to our food, finishing it with just the sound of the TV between us. Our only movements to fill our glasses again, our arms brushing each time.

"Why did you try again?" She finally whispers when I turn the TV off and we're encased in darkness, the only light coming from the city lights outside.

"I was jealous." She turns to look at me, our faces only inches apart.

"Of what? Desi wasn't with someone."

"Of Aubrey." She scrunches her face up.

"What?" She whispers, the air between us grows heavy.

"I was bitter that you had Aubrey, and I didn't want to be alone anymore… I know, I'm an asshole."

"No Mac… you're not." Her eyes sparkle and draw me in, I swallow roughly finding the courage to make a move.

Our noses brush and I hear her breath hitch, our lips are gravitating towards each others slowly.

Her eyes flutter closed as our lips touch, her lips are soft against mine and I reach my hand up cup her cheek. She sighs against my lips, igniting my fire as I move my hands to her hips to pull her onto my lap.

My tongue slips into her mouth, enjoying her moan as her hips move against mine. Our tongues duel as my hands wander her body, hers threading through my hair.

"Mac." She whispers desperately against my lips, you can almost hear the indecision.

We cling to each other in drunken and emotional desperation, all my repressed feelings for her bubbling up and taking charge.

"Mac, we shouldn't." She whispers, pulling away and looking in my eyes.

"Riles." Just her name falling from my lips has her joining our mouths again with increased intensity. If only for a few brief moments, it's heaven.

"No, Mac. We're just drunk and emotional… and heart broken. We shouldn't." I feel the sting of her rejection but nod anyway letting her pull back and create some space between us.

Riley POV

Even in the dark I could see the rejection on Mac's face, my lips are tingling and I'm panting to catch my breath.

Pulling away took all remaining strength I have, not wanting to ruin our friendship on a whim. The lie about being heartbroken fell easily from my lips as it wasn't entirely untruthful, I feel the heartache of wanting someone who doesn't want me in return.

"I'm sorry Riles." He finally whispers.

"I just don't want to do something we'll regret Mac… our friendship is so important to me."

"You're right. Come here." I hesitate before letting him pull me into his arms and holding me tight.

"I've got you Riles." He places a kiss on my forehead and I allow my eyes to close, allowing the rise and fall of his chest lull me into a peaceful slumber.

I'm pulled awake by a jostle and I allow my eyes to flutter open enough to see a bed come into view. I close my eyes again feeling Mac lower me on to the bed, before bringing up a blanket over me.

The bed dips, allowing for his weight as he sits on the edge of the bed. I feel his fingers brushing my hair back and tracing my jaw line.

"God Riles, I'm so in love with you." I swear my heart stops in that moment, I forget to breath unsure how to respond.

"God that felt right to say out loud finally. If only I could manage it with you awake." I feel myself breath again, now knowing he thinks he's talking to himself.

"That kiss was the single greatest experience of my life… and to pretend it wasn't. To pretend it didn't mean anything…" He trails off, and I try and focus on my breathing, too scared to open my eyes and break the spell.

"I wish I had the courage to tell you the truth, I wish a lot of things actually. Dating other girls is never going to change the way I feel. I tried… thought that if I just kept seeing other women it would make it easier to just be your friend." I risk it and crack an eye to see he's staring at the floor, hunched over his knees.

"To convince myself that I was okay with that… but it was much harder after you came back into my life. That time apart only cemented how important you are to me. An integral part of my life. When I walked into that tech store and saw you again… it's like things fell back into place."

I close my eyes, feeling a tear slide down my cheek trying desperately to find the courage to make my presence known.

I could just open my eyes, reach out to grab his arm and pull him against me making it clear I heard his confession, and I share his feelings.

I'm close to making my awake state known, but find myself choked for words, worried I'm already asleep and dreaming up this perfect reality. I keep my eyes closed tight, holding onto this dream for a little longer.

His lips press down softly on my forehead, whispering goodnight before I hear the door close.

I wake the next morning so much fear consuming me, bracing myself to take the risk and open my heart to Mac.

My feet touch the ground and I head for the door, admitting to myself I wasn't dreaming last night as I search the house for Mac.

I see him finally, on the deck looking out towards the city skyline.

I take a deep breath for courage before running up the stairs, seeing Mac turn to me and attempt an embarrassed smile.

"Mac." I whisper before joining our lips, my hands around his neck and pulling him closer. I can feel his shock before he relaxes into the kiss, arms wrapping around my waist and pulling me closer.

"I heard everything last night. I feel the same…"

"You do?" He whispers, hope dazzling in his blue eyes.

"I love you too Mac." His smile is bright, matching my own before he slams his lips against mine again, pulling me closer and begging my lips with his tongue for entrance.

I smile into the kiss, messing up his hair and allowing a moan to slip through my lips.

The sound of an amused cough behind me, causes me to freeze before slowly pulling away from Mac and turning to the sound.

I smile with apprehension when I see Bozer sitting and smirking at us.

"Oops?" I offer before giggling, feeling Mac turn me in his arms.

"About time you too." I'm momentarily stunned he knew, before sending a bright smile his way.

"Guess you don't need me anymore Mac to continue that talk, so I'll just let myself out." He can't help himself, running up to us and pulling us in for a hug.

"I'm so happy you two. Finally." We all laugh at his excitement as he leaves us alone on the deck.

"You were talking about us? About last night?" I nod towards the direction Bozer disappeared.

"You were faking sleep?" He raises an eyebrow back in challenge.

"Guilty." I grab a fistful of his shirt, pulling him back down to join our lips.

A/N; Sorry for switching POV's, I just wanted to get both their thoughts out there...

I have many story ideas if you are keen for more MacRiley?

Sorry for mistakes, please leave me a review :)