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innerslytherinGarcia/Rossi - Sugar Daddy
Title: Sugar Daddy
Pairing: Garcia/Rossi
Rating: PG
WC: ~650
Notes: This is for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
severity_softly, whose birthday is today. One more year, youngster! ^_~ She gave me the prompt 'sugar' and asked for a Kevin-less AU. Thanks to aoibhe for the super-fast beta.
"Oh my God!"
Rossi could hear Garcia's reaction all the way from his office. He'd had them delivered late in the day just for that effect. He grinned to himself and tried to look busy while Morgan and Reid jumped up and ran for her office. There was another squeal, and then Reid came back, grinning widely. He flashed Dave a thumbs-up as he went past his door, but he pretended not to notice.
"Hey, are you and me gonna have to have a talk about Penelope?"
Dave raised his head, eying Morgan calmly. Not that his reaction was unexpected. "It was merely a gesture to thank her for her help on the Galen case."
"I didn't get roses."
"She helped more than you did."
"And apparently she also put up with you waking her up in the middle of the night?" Morgan's arms were folded across his chest.
Dave raised an eyebrow. "Well, not exactly," he temporized. He liked Morgan, but occasionally it was nice knowing that there was at least one secret Penelope Garcia kept from her 'hot chocolate studmuffin.'
"There a reason you weren't satisfied with bellflowers and amaranth?"
Every once in a while Morgan managed to surprise Dave. He tilted his head, then said, "Ah. Spencer."
"Fuck you, Dave, you think I'm not smart enough to figure things out on my own?"
Dave grinned at him. "I think you've got no reason to care about the language of flowers until you experience a fit of jealousy over another man sending flowers to your girl."
"She's not my girl, she's just the woman whose happiness is paramount to you staying alive," Morgan said. His gaze was hard on Dave's. "She don't need no sugar daddy, so you watch yourself, Dave. I've heard the stories."
"Hmm." Dave glanced up, like he was looking over Morgan's shoulder. "Spencer looks impatient. You're going to be late for your date."
Morgan automatically began to turn, then caught himself and turned back, looking even angrier. "Damn it, how do you--" He cut himself off, then, and after a long staring match, Morgan started laughing quietly. "Damn. You really are the best profiler alive. Man, I hate that."
Dave kept grinning, pleased that the status-quo hadn't been shaken. He liked the way Derek pushed him, and he liked pushing right back. Plus Penelope seemed to enjoy the way Dave shook Derek up sometimes. "Now that you've gotten his hopes up, I'd go with blue hyacinth, ferns, ivy, and jonquils."
Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Which are?"
Constancy, protection, fidelity and friendship, and desire. "Ask him."
"Damn you, Rossi," Morgan muttered, and left. Spencer gave him a guarded look that blossomed into a smile when Morgan reached him.
Dave was still grinning when he slipped into Penelope's office some time later. Everyone was gone except Hotch, and Dave knew better than to try to outwait him. He shut the door behind him and walked up behind Penelope, admiring the arrangement of pink, dark pink, and lavender roses, mixed with baby's breath and ferns.
After a moment Penelope, who had seen his reflection in her monitor, spun her chair. "You just about blew it," she said.
Dave folded his arms and arched an eyebrow. "I suppose you're the one who suggested the term 'sugar daddy'?"
"Of course, pumpkin. It was nicer than what Derek thought."
Dave laughed. "Oh, mistress was his first thought? I hope you punched him."
"Better." Penelope grinned at him. "I hacked his email and sent one to Prentiss, asking her to meet him at Avanti's at eight."
"Which, I presume, is where Derek and Spencer are dining tonight?" Dave shook his head slowly at the delightfully wicked smile that spread across her bright red lips. "You, my love, are an evil, evil woman."
"I know," Penelope said, standing. "It's why I fell for you. Now take me home and pour some sugar on me."
Flower meanings:
From this website and this one.
amaranth - affection
baby's breath - everlasting love
bellflowers - gratitude
blue hyacinth - constancy
ferns - protection, sincerity
ivy - fidelity and friendship
jonquils - desire
roses (pink) - perfect happiness, secret love, grace & sweetness
roses (deep pink) - thankfulness
roses (lavender) - enchantment
Title: Sugar Daddy
Pairing: Garcia/Rossi
Rating: PG
WC: ~650
Notes: This is for
severity_softly, whose birthday is today. One more year, youngster! ^_~ She gave me the prompt 'sugar' and asked for a Kevin-less AU. Thanks to aoibhe for the super-fast beta."Oh my God!"
Rossi could hear Garcia's reaction all the way from his office. He'd had them delivered late in the day just for that effect. He grinned to himself and tried to look busy while Morgan and Reid jumped up and ran for her office. There was another squeal, and then Reid came back, grinning widely. He flashed Dave a thumbs-up as he went past his door, but he pretended not to notice.
"Hey, are you and me gonna have to have a talk about Penelope?"
Dave raised his head, eying Morgan calmly. Not that his reaction was unexpected. "It was merely a gesture to thank her for her help on the Galen case."
"I didn't get roses."
"She helped more than you did."
"And apparently she also put up with you waking her up in the middle of the night?" Morgan's arms were folded across his chest.
Dave raised an eyebrow. "Well, not exactly," he temporized. He liked Morgan, but occasionally it was nice knowing that there was at least one secret Penelope Garcia kept from her 'hot chocolate studmuffin.'
"There a reason you weren't satisfied with bellflowers and amaranth?"
Every once in a while Morgan managed to surprise Dave. He tilted his head, then said, "Ah. Spencer."
"Fuck you, Dave, you think I'm not smart enough to figure things out on my own?"
Dave grinned at him. "I think you've got no reason to care about the language of flowers until you experience a fit of jealousy over another man sending flowers to your girl."
"She's not my girl, she's just the woman whose happiness is paramount to you staying alive," Morgan said. His gaze was hard on Dave's. "She don't need no sugar daddy, so you watch yourself, Dave. I've heard the stories."
"Hmm." Dave glanced up, like he was looking over Morgan's shoulder. "Spencer looks impatient. You're going to be late for your date."
Morgan automatically began to turn, then caught himself and turned back, looking even angrier. "Damn it, how do you--" He cut himself off, then, and after a long staring match, Morgan started laughing quietly. "Damn. You really are the best profiler alive. Man, I hate that."
Dave kept grinning, pleased that the status-quo hadn't been shaken. He liked the way Derek pushed him, and he liked pushing right back. Plus Penelope seemed to enjoy the way Dave shook Derek up sometimes. "Now that you've gotten his hopes up, I'd go with blue hyacinth, ferns, ivy, and jonquils."
Morgan raised an eyebrow. "Which are?"
Constancy, protection, fidelity and friendship, and desire. "Ask him."
"Damn you, Rossi," Morgan muttered, and left. Spencer gave him a guarded look that blossomed into a smile when Morgan reached him.
Dave was still grinning when he slipped into Penelope's office some time later. Everyone was gone except Hotch, and Dave knew better than to try to outwait him. He shut the door behind him and walked up behind Penelope, admiring the arrangement of pink, dark pink, and lavender roses, mixed with baby's breath and ferns.
After a moment Penelope, who had seen his reflection in her monitor, spun her chair. "You just about blew it," she said.
Dave folded his arms and arched an eyebrow. "I suppose you're the one who suggested the term 'sugar daddy'?"
"Of course, pumpkin. It was nicer than what Derek thought."
Dave laughed. "Oh, mistress was his first thought? I hope you punched him."
"Better." Penelope grinned at him. "I hacked his email and sent one to Prentiss, asking her to meet him at Avanti's at eight."
"Which, I presume, is where Derek and Spencer are dining tonight?" Dave shook his head slowly at the delightfully wicked smile that spread across her bright red lips. "You, my love, are an evil, evil woman."
"I know," Penelope said, standing. "It's why I fell for you. Now take me home and pour some sugar on me."
Flower meanings:
From this website and this one.
amaranth - affection
baby's breath - everlasting love
bellflowers - gratitude
blue hyacinth - constancy
ferns - protection, sincerity
ivy - fidelity and friendship
jonquils - desire
roses (pink) - perfect happiness, secret love, grace & sweetness
roses (deep pink) - thankfulness
roses (lavender) - enchantment
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Date: 2009-01-15 01:21 am (UTC)