Title: I hate….
Author: White Rabbit
Spoilers: Slight spoilers for Playing with fire and Who Killed Sherlock
Rating: A nice pg
Pairing: Implied Greg/Nick, with some onesided longing on Hodges part.
Summary: I hate Greg Sanders.
Author's Note: Hodges P.o.V So I was just about to head to bed when BAM his hit me. It wouldn't let me get some sleep. You know i'm so sleepy I forgot how tonpost this thing lol.
I hate Greg Sanders
I hate that he is liked by everyone.
I hate how he doesn't have to work to get their attention.
I hate how he is liked by the CSIs.
I hate how he plays his music loud.
I hate the fact he gets away with it if he does play his music loud.
I hate his music.
I hate his spikes.
I hate his fake Mohawk.
I hate his blonde hair.
I hate his ever changing hair styles.
I hate his loud shirts.
I hate his band shirts.
I hate his moles.
I hate his quirky smile.
I hate his perfect teeth.
I hate his humor.
I hate his pick up lines.
I hate how he flirts with everyone.
I hate when he is right.
I hate that he can out shine me when ever he wants.
I hate that he knows more then me.
I hate how he was different after the explosion.
I hate how he longed to be away from the lab.
I hate how he went from Lab rat to a field mouse.
I hate how there is no longer loud music.
I hate there is no loud shirts.
I hate how he doesn't style his hair.
I hate how he acts like a school girl when he has a crush.
I hate how his crush returns the feelings.
I hate how they hug in the hallway.
I hate how Nick looks deep in to his eyes as he just about to kiss him.
I hate the pure love in his eyes after Nick kisses him.
I hate that there is no trace left of him in the labs he worked at before becoming a CSI.
But most of all, I hate that Greg isn't mine.