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First actual fic that's popped into my head in weeks. Thought I'd share.

Nick/Greg



He watches them as he reflects. Watching, observing, always... rarely, if ever, participating in any of the conversations that he sees occurring. That's always been his place: he governs them and yet is removed, removed enough to see what everyone else dismisses as simple friendship.

He thinks about how he came to realize it as the younger one greets him; a simple whiff of the wrong aftershave one morning coupled with a sudden sense of knowing, of seeing that which had been right in front of him all the time.

He knew then, just as he knows now when he sees that unconscious smile, that they love each other. He knows, and he'll never tell.

Who would believe him anyway?

Comments

[pitza.livejournal.com]

Oooh. Is that Grissom being very perceptive as always? *g*

[serenity151979.livejournal.com]

Awww, this is actually really sweet in it's own way. He's just going to let them be.

[shacky20.livejournal.com]

I believe, I believe, Yeah for new fic.

[imyourally.livejournal.com]

a simple whiff of the wrong aftershave one morning coupled with a sudden sense of knowing

That line was fabulous. I really liked the drabble as a whole.