Fic: Mood Protest

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Author: Deb
Title: Mood Protest
Category: Fluff
Spoilers: None
Rating: PG
Pairing: Nick/Greg
Summary: Greg is sulking.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Precious, I'm just playing in the sandbox.
Author's Note:





Nick looked up from his graceless sprawl on the couch, amused eyes taking the slumped and lethargic form of his lover. "Greggo, stop sulking."

Greg simply heaved a put-upon sigh any angst ridden teenager would envy. "I'm not sulking, Nick. This is a mood protest."

Indeed it was, Nick reflected. Ever since Greg had been told he'd be in the lab this week and not the field (they were short staffed because of a flu epidemic) the younger man had been sitting in an overstuffed chair, draped with his legs over one side, head hanging down off the cushion until spikes nearly brushed the floor.

"C'mon, G. It's not that bad. It's only for a week," Nick coaxed.

"A week? Do you realize they're paying me trainee wages for tech work? It's like, a third of what I'm worth."

"You know the money doesn't matter," Nick interjected gently.

"Yeah. But the thing is, how am I ever gonna pass my proficiency if I don't get more time in the field?" Greg bit his lip, looked at an upside-down Nick. Well, at least from his point of view.

"Greg, you'll do fine. You've taken all your classes, you know this stuff cold. You'll do fine." Nick's voice was soothing, comforting. Greg actually managed a smile, it helped so much that Nick believed in him.

"You think so? Really? I mean, you're not just saying that?"

"No, I'm not just saying that." Nick paused for a moment, bit the inside of his cheek to hide his smile. "But for argument's sake, what if I was just saying it? Would you give up this mood protest of yours?"

Nick's answer was a throw pillow to the face and a snorted laugh from Greg.

Yeah, things were gonna be fine around here real soon. With a grin, Nick got up. Time for payback.