That gum incident (fluffly double drabble, post-Santa in the Slush, PG-rated)

by shipperatheart Mon Jul 21, 2008 8:09 am

Author's notes:
In the Show discussion aisle of this smorgasbord of Bones offerings that is the ABY, there's a thread for everyone to chip in and share their thoughts about what we want or expect in season 4: [Only admins are allowed to see this link].

It included the following post:

shipperatheart wrote:Also, I always imagined a scene soon after Santa where Booth was totally freaked out by seeing Brennan chewing gum; bonus points if it’s in the presence of the other team members and he can’t explain why he desperately wants her to stop playing with the gum. That would be rich. *runs off to write a drabble about that instead*

And the drabble I ran off to write, came out like this...
(I already posted this on my LJ but someone reminded me that it wouldn't hurt to post it here as well)

Title: That gum incident
Word count: 200
Spoilers: Santa in the Slush
Timeline: some time after Santa in the Slush
Summary: Double drabble. Fluff. Booth is extremely distraught by Brennan’s…oral antics.

She absently stretched the white, rubbery mass out between tongue and teeth, swirled her tongue around it, drew it back into her mouth, pressed it against the back of her teeth. Then she repeated the cycle. Again. And again.

"Do you mind?!"

"What?" Large, innocent eyes.

His face flushed bright red with frustration.

What? she asks! How dense can she possibly be?

A rock and a hard place. He couldn’t make her stop without inferring that her antics triggered all too vivid memories of their mistletoe kiss but he couldn't refer to it without divulging that it happened. And he'd be damned if he would share with the rest of this class.

With a mildly acrimonious tone, he started, "As you might recall…” Pause. “I had that little incident with gum last Christmas?" he prompted emphatically.

As if at a tennis match, Angela, Cam and Hodgins simultaneously turned their heads to look at Brennan. Equally fascinated and befuddled, they saw a lovely shade of crimson instantly blossom on her cheeks.

"Excuse me."

The sanctum of her trusty office provided a safe haven from her colleagues and that mortifying if somewhat puzzling exchange.

Note to self: no more gum around Booth.