Interrupted
Author: wanderingsmith
feb 28, 2015
Summary: He'd normally have waited until
the food got here, hour's delay or not; fucking
figured the night he was so hyper he started early
would be the night they had an extra pizza siting
waiting to be delivered.
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I ain't got no money, and nobody'd
be daft enough to pay me for this. As it is thought,
so let it be said; you make the toys, I play with
'em..
AN: I'm *trying*!! Old habits die VERY
hard!! sigh.
When the doorbell rang, Barney caught his breath, head
jerking up with a frown for the clock.
"Figures." He hit pause and stiffly headed for the
hallway to the door, grabbing the cash he'd pulled out
when he'd called the pizza in just 10 minutes ago. He'd
normally have waited until the food got here, hour's
delay or not; fucking figured the night he was so hyper
he started early would be the night they had an extra
pizza siting waiting to be delivered.
"You got here f-" Talking as he opened the door just
enough to reach through, his voice cut off at the sight
of Lee raising his brows at him. "-Lee."
"Barney." Barney couldn't quite help himself from
noticing that the tight T-shirt the brit wore pulled
tight across his shoulder when he raised an arm to show
the bottle of Glenfiddich it held. Hopefully the reason
his uninvited guest grinned wasn't noticing Barney's
distraction. "Felt like celebrating a mission where for
once all your plans worked."
Barney snorted, automatically shifting sideways and
grinning back at his cheerful friend, "Wha' d'you mean
'for once'??"
Lee snorted right back as he stepped in, "Seriously,
Barney? You want to spend this celebratory occasion
having me list every time we've ended up saying 'oh
shit' five minutes into a patented Barney Ross Plan?"
Watching Lee toe off his boots, Barney rolled his eyes
with an overly dramatic put-upon sigh. "No. I think I
can live without that pleasure." Considering the
cheerful mood he was in, Lee'd probably end up spending
half that bottle gleefully ranting over every one of
those sad missions anyway.
Lee snorted as he followed Barney, "First sensible
decision I've heard you make. Only took 15 years."
"Asshole." A grin stretched his face as he headed for
the kitchen to get glasses.
--
Following Barney, Lee's eyes were automatically drawn to
the bright screen of the TV as he passed the doorway to
the dark living room. And he jerked to a stop.
"I make sensible decisions all the time." Barney's voice
faded as he got further from Lee.
Who couldn't take his wide eyes away from the skin on
the screen.
He hadn't realized he'd stepped into the room until
Barney's voice was suddenly louder as he came back to
the doorway himself. "Now *you* on the other hand-"
Lee looked up at the louder voice and watched Barney's
eyes widen with worry at realizing what he'd left on the
set.
Taking the few steps to his side, Lee reached up,
shaking his head when he saw Barney stiffen warily,
"Relax, Barney." He started smiling as he gently laid a
hand on Barney's cheek, amazement breathing to life at
the new knowledge, "Didn't know you were gay."
The stiffness eased back, but Barney's eyes were still
wary as he stood still under Lee's touch, "Lee?"
Lee nodded, fingertips petting at skin way smoother than
his ever stayed for more than an hour after shaving,
"Thought you liked women and could only feel friendship
for me." Wasn't often he was actually glad to be so
wrong.
Barney stared at him, wariness changing to confusion,
"But you-"
Lee shook his head, tampering his mental glee, knowing
he had to explain himself. "I was attracted to her. I'm
attracted to you." With Barney's continued stillness, he
started to frown, pulling back, "But just because- I
guess I shouldn't be assuming-" Gay no more meant that
the years of Barney's friendship included a desire for
Lee's touch than a woman's friendship was a request for
more.
Before his hand could lift with a deeply regretful
grimace, Barney turned his head and pressed his lips to
Lee's palm. And Lee felt him start to smile before he
saw the dark eyes brighten. "Never attracted to women,"
teeth briefly closed on a bit of skin at the root of his
forefinger, making Lee's breath catch, "You I want to
pounce on even when you're covered in mud."
And Lee's lungs recovered from the dead weight that had
appeared at the thought that he'd forced his touch
against Barney's wish, and his grin slowly grew again,
"I may not be covered in mud.. but you're welcome to
pounce."
Barney wordlessly stepped closer, chest to chest slowly
pushing Lee backwards, until he stopped. And leaned to
the side to put down the bottle and glasses he carried.
Lee laughed, "Sensible dec-." At no point in the
following 30 years would he EVER cop to squeaking when
Barney pounced and he landed on the couch with 170
someodd pounds of amorous mercenary trying to squash
him.
--
Closing credits
Trying to apologize through his chuckles at having made
the tough mercenary make such an unmanly sound in his
eagerness, Barney kept his weight off Lee's chest and on
his own elbows until the man could take a deep breath
and laughed, sliding his hands on Barney's cheeks again
with the odd fascination he'd shown before, "You can put
the porn back on."
Wondering how the night could have gone from his lonely
usual to staring down at joyful hope in Lee's laughing
eyes, Barney gently shook his head, "I'd rather make our
own."
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