Numb3rs drabble: Uncovered (Liz/Nikki, Colby, PG)
I didn't actually mean to write this, but these things happen. You know how it is.
Title: Uncovered
Pairing: Liz/Nikki, Colby
Rating: PG
Summary: She could see the smirk threatening to appear on his face.
Word Count: 200
Spoilers: none
Notes/Warnings: I blame emmademarais. Unbetaed. Sequel to Secret Garden.
Prompt: #61 "Object of Affection" at numb3rs100
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, nor do I profit from their use here. This is only for fun.
"Man, I can't believe we ended up hiking over five miles to find that damn gun," Nikki groaned, sinking onto the locker room bench. She tugged tiredly at her shoelaces. "I think I got a blister."
"Yeah, yeah," Colby grumbled unsympathetically. He always got cranky when he was dehydrated. She tossed him a fresh water bottle and pulled off her sock as he cracked it open.
"Th--" he cut himself off abruptly, and when she looked up he was staring at her bare foot. At her toes. She felt her cheeks getting warm. She could see the smirk threatening to appear on his face.
"You know, you act pretty badass for someone with little pink flowers painted on her toenails," he said. The corner of his mouth turned up despite her glare.
Before she could decide on the best tactic for making him regret even waking up that morning, Liz entered the room, glowing from the afternoon's exertion but appearing otherwise unruffled.
"I guess I don't have to hit the gym tomorrow," she said. Her eyes caught on Nikki's toenails and she smiled, giving an affectionate tug to one of her curls as she walked past.
Colby's eyes went wide.
Title: Uncovered
Pairing: Liz/Nikki, Colby
Rating: PG
Summary: She could see the smirk threatening to appear on his face.
Word Count: 200
Spoilers: none
Notes/Warnings: I blame emmademarais. Unbetaed. Sequel to Secret Garden.
Prompt: #61 "Object of Affection" at numb3rs100
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, nor do I profit from their use here. This is only for fun.
"Man, I can't believe we ended up hiking over five miles to find that damn gun," Nikki groaned, sinking onto the locker room bench. She tugged tiredly at her shoelaces. "I think I got a blister."
"Yeah, yeah," Colby grumbled unsympathetically. He always got cranky when he was dehydrated. She tossed him a fresh water bottle and pulled off her sock as he cracked it open.
"Th--" he cut himself off abruptly, and when she looked up he was staring at her bare foot. At her toes. She felt her cheeks getting warm. She could see the smirk threatening to appear on his face.
"You know, you act pretty badass for someone with little pink flowers painted on her toenails," he said. The corner of his mouth turned up despite her glare.
Before she could decide on the best tactic for making him regret even waking up that morning, Liz entered the room, glowing from the afternoon's exertion but appearing otherwise unruffled.
"I guess I don't have to hit the gym tomorrow," she said. Her eyes caught on Nikki's toenails and she smiled, giving an affectionate tug to one of her curls as she walked past.
Colby's eyes went wide.