Title: "I'll Take Awkward Post-Breakups for 300"
Author: David
Pairing: Nick/Greg (CSI)
Rating: Mild R at the most.
Inspiration: 6x16, with Nick examining the plastic in the guy's pocket
Disclaimer: Not mine, clearly. Sadly.

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"I'll take video spectral analysis for 200 Nick."

Nick smiled when Greg walked in, pleased (as usual) to see the blond. Collecting his thoughts momentarily, trying to be serious, he replied.

"Yeah it's a charred piece of plastic found in chimney guys pocket, maybe a credit card I'm trying to get some ID off of it."

The image appeared on screen and it was Greg's turn to smile.

"That's a gym membership card"

To say that Nick was taken aback would be an understatement. His eyes met Greg's briefly before dropping to the table, surprised at this new information. Greg had never been a gym goer, he'd happily be a potato on the couch, the only vegetable he'd eat being the pickle on his burger.

"How do you know that?"

Greg moved closer to Nick, pointing at the screen. He was close enough for Nick to smell that aftershave again. He'd missed that scent.

"The logo on the corner, it's Burts gym, the one on Flamingo."

Oh God, thought Nick. His mind was suddenly filled with images of a sweaty Greg, a sight he was familiar with. Had been familiar with he reminded himself. Suppressing a smile, badly, he retorted.

"You eh, been pumpin' iron there Greg?"

"Uh, little wei thai, it's competitive kick boxing. Gotta balance the weights with the cardio know what I mean."

Nick knew exactly what cardio Greg liked best. His head spun as his memories awoke. Greg on top of him, his head thrown back in ecstasy, moaning Nick's name as he came.

He roused himself from his thoughts, returning to the matter in front of him.

"Yeah ok thanks, um, anyway, I'll uh... check it maybe I can get a membership name..."

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