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More Than A Pick-Me-Up (CSI/CSI:NY Crossover- Sofia Curtis/Don Flack, Jr., challange #13)

Title: Bang! Bang! Ooh…Shot Down
Author: Liv
Pairing/Characters: Sofia Curtis/Don Flack, Jr.
Fandom: CSI/CSI: NY Crossover
30_forbiddenPrompt:13. Wicked Smile
Words: 970
Disclaimer: I don’t own CSI or CSI: NY. Don and Sofia will come back unscathed and only a tiny bit frightened. Greg was not harmed in the making of this fiction. XD
Summary: He’s might just become the rebound she’s looking for.

"So you won’t even consider going out with me?" Sofia rolled her eyes as Don sat next to her at her desk, letting his elbows fall near a folder she was working with and leaning over to look at said folder. Sofia sighed and looked at him. He looked up at her and slowly grinned. "Come on, Curtis. Go out with me."

"You’re not my type Flack," said Sofia, looking back down at her paperwork. Don’s eyes narrowed determinedly and he pulled his chair closer to her desk; closer to her. Don saw her breath hitch in her throat and he smirked.

"Are you blushing, Curtis?" teased Don. Sofia ignored him and continued working, reaching up and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Don leaned still closer to Sofia until he could see the pattern of her iris, his lips twitching as Sofia’s gazed flicked onto him for a second. "Yeah," said Don mockingly. "I’m so not your type."

When Sofia didn’t answer, Don leaned even closer, whispering in her ear. "You want me."

Sofia turned to look at Don, their noses almost touching. Sofia wet her bottom lip, causing Don to glance at it, a pressure forming in his chest. Sofia smirked at him. "No, Don," she said, a smirk on her lips. "You want me."

"Is that a bad thing?" asked Don, still staring at her mouth. Sofia’s smirk slid off her face.

"It could be," she said seriously, Don looked up into her eyes. "And you’re not my type."

"Then who is? Maybe I could eliminate him," Sofia held back a smirk and tore her gaze away from Don’s, looking around the room until her eyes landed on a man walking into the precinct.

"Messer," said Sofia, smirking to herself. Danny looked up at them as he heard his name being said. A glare settled briefly on Don’s face as he looked at Danny. Don took a breath and looked back at Sofia.

"You’re lying," he said simply and leaned back in his chair, folding his hands behind his head and looking a little smug. Sofia raised an eyebrow and looked over at Don.

"I’m lying?" repeated Sofia incredulously. Don nodded simply and Sofia’s eyes narrowed. Danny looked from one to the other, very confused.

"What’s going on guys?" asked Danny. Neither Don nor Sofia looked at him.

"Shut up Messer," said Sofia, glaring at Don, who tsked in mock disapproval.

"Is that any way to treat your ‘type’?"

"You’re rather vainglorious," said Sofia, Don frowned.

"I bet you only used that word ‘cause your British."

"Guys, what’s going-."

"Shut up, Messer," said both Don and Sofia simultaneously. Danny raised an eyebrow. Sofia scoffed, shaking her head as Don’s gaze didn’t waver off of hers.

"Fine," she said, standing up. "You want me to prove it?"

Don waved a hand in front of himself as if to say ‘go right ahead’. "Knock yourself out, babe."

"Guys, what’s with the name calling?" asked Danny. They both ignored him as Sofia turned around, her face set, and took a few steps forward towards Danny.

She reached out and clasped the front of Danny’s shirt, jerking him forward and kissing him full on the mouth.

Don’s expression (whether it be a narcissistic expression or not) slipped off his face, a crushed expression replacing whatever emotion had been there before as he watched Danny kiss Sofia back.

A few of the detectives around the room stopped working to stare at Danny and Sofia as they kissed in the middle of PD. Sofia’s tongue grazed Danny’s bottom lip, asking him to deepen the kiss, which he complied to.

"Wow. She doesn’t waste any time does she?" Sofia and Danny broke apart as Stella walked up behind Don, staring at the PDA that had been going on in front of her.

Sofia let Danny’s shirt slip out of her hand, swallowing hard and backing away from Danny hesitantly. Danny’s hand fell off her hip. When he had placed it there, Don didn’t know, but he wanted to break Danny’s hand all the same.

Sofia cleared her throat nervously, glancing at Stella apologetically. Danny was staring at Sofia opened mouthed, as if just realizing what she had done.

"Well," said Don tight lipped, standing up and pulling his jacket strait. "I guess you proved me wrong," Sofia looked Don in the eye as he did the same, watching what looked like a battle go on behind Sofia’s eyes. Before Sofia could say anything, Don walked past Sofia, his shoulder brushing against hers.

"What’s going on?" asked Stella, glancing after Flack before rounding on Danny and Sofia. Danny pointed at Sofia accusatorily, like a younger brother would do, tattle-tailing on his older sister.

"She kissed me first," said Danny, Sofia looked at him with a raised eyebrow, silently asking him how old he was. Stella looked at Sofia, who shook her head and sighed, reaching up and rubbing her forehead.

"You don’t want to know," said Sofia, shaking her head. Stella nodded.

"Not my business?"

"No, you just don’t want to know," countered Sofia, giving Stella a small grin. Stella returned it, almost confused. Sofia nodded to herself and turned on her heel, walking in the direction of the elevator. Danny watched her go, glancing at Stella.

"What the hell is going on?" he asked. Stella raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"I was hoping you could tell me."

"Nope, I’m completely confused."

"Then find out what is going on," said Stella, nodding after Sofia. Danny sighed heavily and stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Alright," he said. "But I just for the record, I don’t want to."

Stella smirked and patted his shoulder as Danny walked off, still grumbling under his breath. His lips still a bit swollen from his kiss with Sofia.


Tags: com | 30_forbiden, crossover, csi/csi:ny, don flack/sofia curtis, more than a pick-me-up
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