A/N: Written for semi-weekly man on man for 14th May. Ehm, yeah, I tend to be really slow at posting these things over here O_o
Disclaimer: I own nothing but this silly piece of writing.
Singing in the rain
"Seriously, Bones, do you have to take so many things with you?" complained Jim, as he was waiting on Bones who was doing final preparations for the first free afternoon they had in ages. And he was taking ages to be ready to leave their room.
"Shut up and let me think, kid," grumbled Bones, gazing on his bed thoughtfully. Well, not on his bed precisely; more likely at what he had laid on his bed. So, that's the first aid kit, some hypos in case Jim got allergic reaction to something, suntanning lotion, because the idiot will surely forget to take anything like that with him, his credit chip, umbrella, because it's April and you never know when the weather changes...
"Booooones," whined Jim, "let's go finally, or you'll spend the whole afternoon by packing."
Leonard just rolled his eyes and metodically started to get the things into his bag. Jim liked to call it Bonesy's vanity bag, much to his annoyance. It was man purse, dammit, very manly purse, he might add.
"Alright," he nodded, "let's go."
"Fiiiiinally," smirked Jim, holding the door open for him with a gallant bow, making Leonard scowl at him as he walked out.
Part of him was thinking about probably being psychic or something - because all he took with him was needed. First, there had been some kid who managed to skin his knee rather badly in the part, as he fell from his bike, and Leonard's doctor side prevailed at the sight of crying boy.
Then Jim bought them both a cone of ice-cream, which had been absolutely delicious, if Jim wasn't allergic to some of its ingredients (Leonard made a mental note to himself to check the ice-cream later). Luckily, Bones' urse had the pack of hypos which were exactly what Jim needed when he was unable to breathe due to some idiotic allergic reaction.
It wouldn't be Jim, if he didn't manage to burn himself in the first warmer sunrays - only Bones' sun-tan lotion saved him from being burned to a crisp.
And of course, on their way back it started raining. While Jim got completely drenched in matter of few short moments, Bones just pulled the umbrella from his purse and hid under it, smirking at Jim as he did so. But to hsi surprise, Jim just started spinning under the rain, his face upwards as he laughed happily.
"I'm singin' in the rain, just singin' in the rain, what a glorious feeling, and I'm happy again. I'm laughing at clouds. So dark, up above, the sun's in my heart and I'm ready for love," he sang, looking at Bones and Bones felt blush creeping up his neck.
Trust it to Jim to get so theatrical.
Soon, Bones tossed the umbrella aside and danced with Jim under the rain, both of them singing as the storm continued to rage above their heads, dark clouds above their heads.
Later, much later Leonard got his purse and umbrella and Jim slung his arm around Leonard to keep him close, as he leaned his head on his shoulder.
The melody didn't leave even when Leonard was falling asleep, the words 'dancing in the rain, I'm happy again. I'm singin' and dancin' in the rain. Dancin' and singin' in the rain...' following him to his dreams.