Summary: "Angela, you know I'm not good at asking things," Zack paused, and the artist waited for him to continue, "So will you teach me about sex?"
Notes: Pre-Hodgela. And this fic has nothing to do with the pairing. Don't get me wrong, I love the two of them together, it's just after 2x11…OH MY GOD.
(Haha, it is my triumphant return! Only...not.)
"Oh, hey Zack."
The artist looked up as Zack stood framed awkwardly in the doorway.
"I was thinking about what you said to me a while ago about your sexual wisdom and what you told me and I tried to get Naomi to talk to me again only I think-"
"Whoa, sweetie, slow down, you're babbling."
Angela didn't quite know why or how Zack came to be talking about sex in the doorway of her office, but being Angela, she'd roll with it.
He was waiting for her to say something. Or waiting for her to tell him to leave.
"Come sit with me. You can shut the door if you need to."
He complied and took the chair next to the artist's desk. She put down her pen and studied him. He looked crestfallen.
"So you're still having sex problems, Z-man?"
Zack looked at the floor.
Angela gave him a sympathetic smile and put a hand on his arm. "Sometimes you and Brennan are so clueless it hurts."
"Am I supposed to take that as a compliment?" Zack looked up, confused.
Angela smiled at him again. "Take it as whatever you want."
"Angela, you know I'm not good at asking things," Zack paused, and the artist waited for him to continue, "So will you teach me about sex?"
She was slightly taken aback. Okay, a lot taken aback.
Zack looked at her like she was making a huge deal out of nothing.
"Um, Zack, honey. There are certain things that are kind of…delicate, and you can't just…teach them to someone."
"But currently you aren't in a committed relationship with anyone, it's not like you'd be doing anything wrong in teaching me, and I need your help."
Angela tilted her head to the side. If she didn't like the poor guy so much she'd be offended by that comment. As it was he just became that much more endearing to her. She thought about it. Zack was right.
"You know what? Okay."
Zack's face lit up and she smiled. Leaning forward, she kissed him. Gentle and quick, and she pulled away so she could stand up.
"First lesson. Don't look shocked when people do that."
Zack shut his mouth and Angela grinned at him before walking out the door.
"We'll talk later."