What does Greg have to do to get his beloved CD back? Nick/Greg. One-shot. Characters belong to CBS. Review!
"Nick, Damnit! Give it to me!" Greg yelled, glaring at the older man before him, his arms crossed stubbornly over his chest.
"No!" he replied. "You have been playing this thing non-stop since it came out!"
Greg scoffed. "I still don't see how you can't like Dir en grey! They're so awesome. And so much better than Manson."
"Thank God you're out of that phase…"
The ex-lab tech growled. "Just give me the damn CD, Nicky!"
"Yes!" Nick smirked.
"Ha!" Nick declared.
Greg rolled his eyes. "Now you're stealing my logic."
The Texan nodded. "Because it works."
Greg scoffed. "Alright, Nick. What do I have to do to get my beloved 'Withering To Death' CD back?"
"You have to kiss me," he stated.
"Say what now?" Greg's jaw dropped.
Nick nodded. "You heard me."
"At work? Now?"
Upon seeing the CSI 3 nod again, Greg sighed, stepping forward. He shoved Nick hard against the wall, pressing his lips to his lovers. "Happy?" he asked, smirking as he pulled away.
Nick smiled. "See you at home." He said, handing Greg his CD.
Greg smiled happily, popping it back into the large stereo, turning 'Kodoku Ni Shisu, Yueni Kodoku' on at a slightly inhuman volume. He turned, intent on resuming his work on the samples Catherine had dropped off earlier.
"Hey! Give that back!" Greg yelled, noticing that his music had stopped yet again, watching Nick's retreating form race down the hallway.