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kinkapoodles) wrote2007-06-13 01:04 am
kinkapoodles) wrote2007-06-13 01:04 am
Danny/Flack Drabble - Don and the Sneezes - update and repost
Title: Don and the Sneezes
Rating: FRM - Just barely a kiss
Pairing: Danny and Flack - who else?
Warnings: None just slash - don't like then don't read
Summary: Flack's allergic to cats and Danny can't resist Don's nieces
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny and Flack because if I did, they'd never have time for anybody else.
Don pulled his patrol car up to his and Danny's apartment. Since he and Danny were supposed to get off shift together, he was a little surprised to find that Danny had already headed for home.
Don could only imagine what Danny was up to or what he had already done.
He cautiously cracked open their apartment door, peeking his head in. He was almost afraid of what he might find.
Danny was lying on the couch flipping through the tv channels. Well, ok, that was normal.
Chinese take out was sitting on the bar and he was hoping there was cold beer in the fridge.
Danny jumped up when Don came in, running over to get their dinner.
"HereDonnyhaveabeer." Danny said sounding nervous.
Don raised his brow. Oh, this outta be good. Danny's definitely up to something. **achoo**
Danny halted in his tracks. Oh no, was that a sneeze? **achoo achoo achoo** Uh-oh, yep, definately a sneeze.
Danny glanced over at Don. To his horror, the homicide detective's eyes were watery and red, his nose was all stopped up and he was **achoo achoo achoo achoo** sneezing. Danny had a look of horror on his face.
"Whatsa matter Don?" Danny sheepishly asked.
"Are you getting a cold?" he asked, knowing full well exactly what was wrong with Don.
"I only get this way when I'm around my niece's cat." Don informed Danny. "Is there something you wanna tell me?" he asked.
Danny was slowly backing away toward the spare bedroom door, away from Don, with a "deer caught in the headlights" look.
Oh shit, don't tell me Messer brought a damn cat home. "Danny", Don said, pausing to stop another round of sneezing, "We can't keep a cat. Are you tryin ta kill me?".
"Sorry Don." was all Danny could mutter as he bowed his head when Don let off another round of sneezing.
"Lily and Melanie can be very persuasive." Danny informed Don about his four year old twin neices. "They asked if we could cat-sit while they are out of town. How could I say no when she makes that face?" he asked, making his own little pouty face that Don couldn't resist.
Aah yes, the cute little pouty faces the neither Don nor Danny could deny.
Don walked over to Danny **achoo achoo achoo** and pulled him close for a kiss.
Danny made a face after getting soaked in sneezes.
Nose to nose, Don told Danny, "If I have to suffer, so do you." before kissing him softly followed by **achoo achoo achoo**.
Don could only imagine what Danny was up to or what he had already done.
He cautiously cracked open their apartment door, peeking his head in. He was almost afraid of what he might find.
Danny was lying on the couch flipping through the tv channels. Well, ok, that was normal.
Chinese take out was sitting on the bar and he was hoping there was cold beer in the fridge.
Danny jumped up when Don came in, running over to get their dinner.
"HereDonnyhaveabeer." Danny said sounding nervous.
Don raised his brow. Oh, this outta be good. Danny's definitely up to something. **achoo**
Danny halted in his tracks. Oh no, was that a sneeze? **achoo achoo achoo** Uh-oh, yep, definately a sneeze.
Danny glanced over at Don. To his horror, the homicide detective's eyes were watery and red, his nose was all stopped up and he was **achoo achoo achoo achoo** sneezing. Danny had a look of horror on his face.
"Whatsa matter Don?" Danny sheepishly asked.
"Are you getting a cold?" he asked, knowing full well exactly what was wrong with Don.
"I only get this way when I'm around my niece's cat." Don informed Danny. "Is there something you wanna tell me?" he asked.
Danny was slowly backing away toward the spare bedroom door, away from Don, with a "deer caught in the headlights" look.
Oh shit, don't tell me Messer brought a damn cat home. "Danny", Don said, pausing to stop another round of sneezing, "We can't keep a cat. Are you tryin ta kill me?".
"Sorry Don." was all Danny could mutter as he bowed his head when Don let off another round of sneezing.
"Lily and Melanie can be very persuasive." Danny informed Don about his four year old twin neices. "They asked if we could cat-sit while they are out of town. How could I say no when she makes that face?" he asked, making his own little pouty face that Don couldn't resist.
Aah yes, the cute little pouty faces the neither Don nor Danny could deny.
Don walked over to Danny **achoo achoo achoo** and pulled him close for a kiss.
Danny made a face after getting soaked in sneezes.
Nose to nose, Don told Danny, "If I have to suffer, so do you." before kissing him softly followed by **achoo achoo achoo**.