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[August 1, 2007] [Psych] Pastry
Title: Pastry
Day/Theme: August 1/Who knocks at my heart?
Series: Psych
Character/Pairing: Gus/Shawn
Rating: PG
Word Count: 230
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psych_slash.
"Who is that knocking at my door?" Shawn asked theatrically, performing for an invisible audience. I'm- I'm- getting a picture. It's a man... a man with very little hair... His name is Gus!"
"Of course it's me, Shawn," Gus said from the other side of the door. "You just called me and told me to come over. And woke me up, by the way."
"And what is this man carrying?" Shawn asked.
"Open the door, now," Gus interrupted.
"He is carrying- a chocolate donut!"
"How do you do that?" asked Gus.
Shawn opened the door to let him in. "You're very predictable," he said with a grin. "Ooh, it even has those itty bitty chocolate sprinkles on it!"
He made a grab for the donut and Gus tried to raise it out of his reach.
"This is my breakfast, because thanks to you I didn't have time for anything else. Just leave it alone."
Shawn jumped, nearly getting a hand on the donut, then suddenly said, "Hey, Gus!"
"What?"
"This!" Shawn kissed him on the lips.
Gus's eyes widened slighty, then he dropped the donut and Shawn broke the kiss to pick it up.
"Thirty second rule!" he said cheerfully, taking a bite.
"That's going pretty far just to get a donut, Shawn."
"Try bringing me one of the big glazed ones," he replied dreamily. "I might go even further."
Day/Theme: August 1/Who knocks at my heart?
Series: Psych
Character/Pairing: Gus/Shawn
Rating: PG
Word Count: 230
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rosehiptea and psych_slash."Who is that knocking at my door?" Shawn asked theatrically, performing for an invisible audience. I'm- I'm- getting a picture. It's a man... a man with very little hair... His name is Gus!"
"Of course it's me, Shawn," Gus said from the other side of the door. "You just called me and told me to come over. And woke me up, by the way."
"And what is this man carrying?" Shawn asked.
"Open the door, now," Gus interrupted.
"He is carrying- a chocolate donut!"
"How do you do that?" asked Gus.
Shawn opened the door to let him in. "You're very predictable," he said with a grin. "Ooh, it even has those itty bitty chocolate sprinkles on it!"
He made a grab for the donut and Gus tried to raise it out of his reach.
"This is my breakfast, because thanks to you I didn't have time for anything else. Just leave it alone."
Shawn jumped, nearly getting a hand on the donut, then suddenly said, "Hey, Gus!"
"What?"
"This!" Shawn kissed him on the lips.
Gus's eyes widened slighty, then he dropped the donut and Shawn broke the kiss to pick it up.
"Thirty second rule!" he said cheerfully, taking a bite.
"That's going pretty far just to get a donut, Shawn."
"Try bringing me one of the big glazed ones," he replied dreamily. "I might go even further."