This popped out while I was trying to write a new chapter, it's nothing deep, just a cute, pointless piece of hoo-haa.
Thanks to Sam for giving it a once - over.
Enjoy.
- Tangents -
"Can I ask you a question?"
Booth smirked. "You just did."
Rolling her eyes, Temperance tried again. "Fine. Can I ask you 3 questions?"
"Great answer, Bones."
"I have a name besides Bones, Booth. Perhaps you could use it." She snapped.
Booth glanced sideways at her. "Get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?"
"I don't know what that means. And how does the side you wake up on determine the mood you'll be in? I've never heard of-"
Booth raised his hand to hush her. "It's a saying, Bones. Don't kill yourself with the analysing."
Brennan huffed, folding her arms under her breasts. "Do you purposely go out of your way to annoy me or does it come naturally?"
He gave her his charm smile. "I think it's more like you bring out the best in me."
She glared at him. He dropped the charm smile.
"You had a question?" He said quickly.
"You know I like two sugars." She said simply.
"What?" Booth asked, confusion written across his face.
"In my coffee." She answered slowly.
"Oh."
"So?"
He brought his eyebrows together thoughtfully. "I don't know."
"That's not an answer, Booth."
"Well," He started, "We are around each other a lot. It's only natural for us to pick up on each other's…"
"Habits?"
"That's not the word."
"What is the word then?"
"If I knew, we wouldn't be having this conversation."
"We'd be having this conversation regardless."
"Bones, must you comment on everything?"
A sign on the side of the road passed in a blur.
"No."
"You do anyway."
"Booth?"
An exasperated sigh. "What?"
"You missed the turn off."
Booth swore. "You're distracting me!"
"I am not!" She said indignant, raising her chin. "I can't help it if you can't multi-task."
Booth mumbled something under his breath.
"What was that?" She teased, a slow smile spreading over her face.
"Let's have silence for the rest of the ride, hmmm?" He said, slipping on his black shades to protect his eyes from the blinding sun. "Nice quiet. No talking."
She squirmed in her seat. She adjusted her seatbelt. She flicked the switch and the window inched down.
"Bones!"
She snapped her head up, her baby blues wide and innocent. "Yes?"
"Silence." He whispered for emphasis.
She rolled her eyes. The car was hot. She fiddled with the air con until the cool breeze blew at her face. It wasn't cold enough. She reached out to turn it down further.
"Hey!" She exclaimed when Booth slapped her hand away.
"Stop fiddling." He scolded her.
"I'm not fiddling."
He eyed her but said nothing. A minute of silence passed.
Booth exhaled. "That's more like it."
"The-"
"La-la-la-la." He said, quieting her immediately. She looked at him, her mouth agape.
"You're being chil-"
"Can't you be-"
"Quiet?"
"Yes." Booth breathed out slowly. "Please."
"Fine." She leant back into her seat.
"Good girl." He said, changing lanes. She shot him a glare, of which he missed.
She tapped her fingers on the arm rest. He rolled his neck slowly. His eyes warned her.
She halted her fingers. "Sorry."
He returned his attention to the road. He counted. One minute. Two minutes. Three and four. He flicked his gaze over at her. She sat, her head turned to watch the passing scenery. A small pout graced her lips.
"You're good at this." He said, giving in.
She raised a tapered eyebrow. "At what?"
"Getting what you want."
She flashed a broad smile. "I know."
"Never knew you were so manipulative, Bones."
"There's a lot you don't know about me."
"There is." He agreed.
"But you know how I take my coffee." She said.
He smiled at her. "Two sugars."
"And a little milk." Temperance added.
Booth turned the SUV into the Jeffersonian car park.
"Hey, Bones?"
"Yeah?"
Booth shook his head, changing his mind. "It doesn't matter."
"Okay." She unbuckled and got out. "See you tomorrow?"
"Right."
She was about to slam the door shut when she stopped and said: "One sugar, no milk."
He looked pleased. "You know."
She grinned. "Habits."
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