Title: We need drivers

Chapter 5 - This is my side

Fandom: Ocean's eleven

Pairing: Virgil/Turk (gen, implied slashy feelings)

Rating: PG

Chapter Summary: Words like stupid and idiot are on the tip of Turk's tongue, but when Basher beats him to it, he suddenly feels like flicking him in the forehead. Turk POV.

A/N: We need drivers takes place during the first movie and is part of the Driving me crazy'Verse (which includes all three movies)

CHAPTER FIVE - THIS IS MY SIDE

"Are you gonna think of one?"

"I'm not gonna think of one, I've already thought of one-"

"So you're thinking of one right now-?"

"No, I'm done thinking about it, I have it in my head-!"

"Alright, are you a man?"

"Yes. Nineteen."

"Are you alive?"

"Yes. Eighteen."

"Evel Knievel."

"…Shit!"

Turk drapes his arm across the top of the seats. His thumb accidentally brushes the back of Virgil's neck, and he immediately moves it away, but Virgil flinches anyway and glares at him.

"What?" Turk demands.

"What do you mean what, stop touching me-!"

Turk smacks the back of Virgil's head, and Virgil wrenches his head to the side and almost hits it in the side window. He reaches over and shoves Turk in the chest.

"Quit shoving me!"

"Stop touching me!"

"Don't be a retard, you're like fucking Rainman-!" Turk says and goes to smack Virgil in the head again, but he moves out of reach.

"Stop touching me!"

"I'm not touching you", Turk retorts, holding his hand above his brother's head and obnoxiously waving it about like the five-year-old he's been reduced to, that his brother always reduces him to. "Am I touching you? Am I touching you?"

Virgil head butts his hand, and insists that yeah, he's touching him, "You just touched my face!"

"No, you just made me touch you", Turk insists.

"This is my side", Virgil shoots back, and shoves him again.

"I'm not on your side, quit shoving me!" Turk says and shoves him back.

And then they're more or less wrestling in the front seat, and he barely avoids the handbrake, and the horn, and it's not until Danny and the others get back to the van that they spring apart. And when Danny asks them where Linus is, Turk looks at Virgil, and Virgil looks as dumbfounded as he himself feels. He resists the impulse to looks back and scan the back of the van, as though it'd be impossible that Linus had left it without either him or Virgil noticing and therefore Danny must be mistaken.

"There he is", Danny says and they all follow his line of sight, and sure enough, there he is, a little dark figure scurrying down one of the staircases.

"Shouldn't someone help him?" Virgil says.

Words like stupid and idiot are on the tip of Turk's tongue, but when Basher beats him to it, he suddenly feels like flicking him in the forehead, an absurd impulse in itself, even more so because he'd do it like he was standing up to his brother, which is just weird. But in all fairness, Virgil only meant well, and to his credit, he never said they should all go in after him, he just meant they couldn't very well just leave him there, because for one he's one of the guys now, and also they need him, and there's hardly anyone that'd disagree with that, so the question wasn't all that stupid.

Virgil glances at him. Turk doesn't smirk or gloat, that's as close to supportive he'll get, but he thinks Virgil gets it, because he doesn't glare at him or frown or anything. He just blinks and turns his face away again.

Then a window is broken and Linus is climbing out of it, out onto the roof of the lobby, security guards on his heel.

"Back it up", Danny says and slides the side door shut.

Later when Danny's busy yelling at Linus, and Basher is having a look at Yen's hand, and Virgil is sitting silently next to him for once, Turk allows himself a moment to think. He wonders about Virgil constant repulsion with touch, if it's some extreme intimacy issues that he has that Turk hasn't known about, or if it's just with him that he's opposed to physical contact and if so, does he hate him that much that he can't bear to be that close to him?

He gives his brother a sidelong glance, and it's probably just his imagination, but Virgil seems to tense up as soon as he feels his gaze on him. The next moment, he glances back.

"What", he says.

"I didn't say anything-!"

"You're looking at me-"

"I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at the road-"

"You're looking at me through your peripheral-"

"You're in my peripheral, I can't help it-"

"Guys, please!", Linus shouts from the back. "Can you just shut the fuck up for one freaking minute for once-!"

"Leave them alone", Danny says.

The van is eerily quiet after that, for the rest of the ride, and even after they've dropped Danny and Linus off at the hotel, do the rest of them stay quiet, even after they've parked the van. Basher gets Yen some gauze for his hand, and Virgil goes to grab his and Turk's room service uniforms. And as Turk waits for him to get back, he can't help but think that there was something off about Danny's tone of voice, that there was some weight to the words that didn't seem to have anything to do with Linus, but more like something to do with them, Virgil and him.

But it's not the first time he feels like missing something, especially being around guys like Danny and Rusty, who are all about secrecy and codes and telepathy. He's more straight-forward. Virgil too. They can't be bothered with reading between the lines or guessing people's thoughts. They're drivers, they drive.

Virgil comes back and shucks the uniform at him. He catches it just before it hits him in the face and makes a face at Virgil, just because he can, and because they never got to finish their last fight. Virgil rolls his eyes at him then, and Turk feels better already.

End.