Wager (2/12)
Title: Wager (2/12)
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Rating: T
Summary: Castle laid out the challenge.
She added her empty can to the large collection next to her, and lifted her arms above her head, using the couch behind her to stretch her back. He'd given her more of a run for her money than anyone had in a long time, but he still didn't stand a chance. She was already ahead of him by three, and could probably continue for a while yet. He wasn't fairing so well, if the slurring was anything to go by, but she had to admit to herself that it had been a long time since she'd felt this good.
"Ya know somethin', Beckett?" She winced as he dropped roughly to the floor on the other side of the table and sliding the box beneath it. "You're good at this."
"Don't say you weren't properly warned."
It was juvenile. She could see that. Two adults have no reason to be participating in a drinking competition. They really had no place anywhere off of a college campus.
But he had to say she could never drink him under the table.
And here he was holding himself up with one.
So she cracked another can open, took a few sips, and watched him as he leaned more and more to the left, despite the hand he was using to support himself.
Pairing: Castle/Beckett
Rating: T
Summary: Castle laid out the challenge.
She added her empty can to the large collection next to her, and lifted her arms above her head, using the couch behind her to stretch her back. He'd given her more of a run for her money than anyone had in a long time, but he still didn't stand a chance. She was already ahead of him by three, and could probably continue for a while yet. He wasn't fairing so well, if the slurring was anything to go by, but she had to admit to herself that it had been a long time since she'd felt this good.
"Ya know somethin', Beckett?" She winced as he dropped roughly to the floor on the other side of the table and sliding the box beneath it. "You're good at this."
"Don't say you weren't properly warned."
It was juvenile. She could see that. Two adults have no reason to be participating in a drinking competition. They really had no place anywhere off of a college campus.
But he had to say she could never drink him under the table.
And here he was holding himself up with one.
So she cracked another can open, took a few sips, and watched him as he leaned more and more to the left, despite the hand he was using to support himself.