Hi ! I'm French and this is the first time I translate one of my fictions. I hope you will have a good time reading this drabble ! If you see some mistakes, forgive me but don't forget to tell me it ! So, enjoy that !
*There is a very small spoiler for season three at the end.
*Special thanks to Tété who was my Beta-reader.
A cup of coffee with her.
She took it black. An arabica preferably. Symbol of purity, authenticity, coming from distant and exotic lands. Without sugar. Not even a forgery. She preferred it dry. Bitter. Without the slightest track of sweetness. For her, it was wasting her pleasure, usurping the identity of the product that to adulterating it with some molecules of glucose. We could think she would get angry if he dared to put even only one sugar grain in her drink... Of course, she drank it boiling hot, in small gulps not to burn herself... as she was doing now. When the liquid seeped into her, she closed hr eyes, to become soaked with the delightful taste. It felt like an explosion of senses. So, when she reopened her eyes whose pupils were already a bit dilated, she was surprised noticing that Booth was examining her with a nearly inappropriate attention.
_What's going on, Booth ? She asked, frowning her eyebrows.
He pulled himself together.
_Uh... Nothing.
_Are you sure ?
_Yes, he said, smiling. He grabbed hold of her cup of coffee with his right hand and the coffee pot with the other. "Coffee ?" He asked, with one of his more beautiful smile.
Finally, Sweets, that kid was right. Them, it was like a coffee.
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*If you talk french, you can read the original here : http://www. fanfiction .net/s/4593271/10/BB_Ships