CSI: NY Fic: Restaurant Conversations 2/2
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awritinglilypeaTitle: Restaurant Conversations
Fandom: CSI NY
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: None
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Mac wants to show his acceptance and does it in all the wrong ways.
Notes: Inspired by peja's challenge on WWOMB about Reed coming out.
Warning: Talk of homosexuality.
Danny had never felt more awkward in his life than he did right now, sitting across from Mac and Flack, with Reed sitting next to him fiddling with the napkin on his plate, tearing it to pieces.
"Mac, why exactly did you ask us both to be here?" Flack finally asked, his shoulders tensed as he looked between the seemingly unflappable detective and his "son."
"I mean, there is clearly something going on here between you two that Danny and I shouldn't interfere in," he moved to stand up, sinking back down then the older man placed a hand on his shoulder and practically forced him back into his seat.
Mac sighed shaking his head, "Maybe this wasn't a good idea."
Eyebrows raising Danny couldn't help but be surprised, it wasn't like Mac to admit defeat so soon. "Nah Mac, whatever it is we'd be happy to help, is the kid in some kinda trouble here?" He asked, glancing at Reed.
Reed rolled his eyes, "Why does everyone always assume when I'm around I must be in trouble?" He retorted, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his seat. He had never felt more humiliated in his entire life, than this very moment.
"Because that's how you seem to roll in kid," Danny replied, smirking in a way that caused Reed's stomach to clench. "So if Mac mini isn't in trouble than what's going on here?" He asked Mac, leaning forward, resting his arms and subsequently his elbows on the edge of the table.
Mac frowned, looking at Reed he tried to see if the young man would be uncomfortable with the situation to the point where Mac should make up another excuse for their dinner. He saw little of that, and more than a little attraction to Danny from him and resisted the urge to chuckle.
"Reed needs to meet some positive bisexual or gay role models," he said, hardly missing a beat.
Flack swallowed the water he'd been drinking quickly, coughing into his hand he couldn't help but laugh, the sound coming out slightly strained and more than a little awkward.
"Wow," he resisted the urge to drag his hand through his hair and mess it up. "So the kid is..." He trailed off, glancing away from the table momentarily as he attempted to get a grasp on the situation and everything that was happening.
"The kid as you keep calling me, is named Reed Garrett, and yes. I'm gay, I'm gay and have nowhere else to live because I don't have any money of my own now that my parents have kicked me out of their lives because of me being gay. So I'm living with Mac who has apparently decided despite the fact that I'm an adult I need guidance into a brave new world," Reed huffed out a sigh.
"This is why you were invited here, one big gay party," he said sarcastically.
Danny stifled a laugh, covering his mouth he coughed into his hand to disguise it. "So...to make this clear, we are supposed to..." He trailed off, squinting somewhat he tried to figure out what exactly he was supposed to say.
"There's nothing wrong with being gay," he finished lamely and glared at Flack who seemed valiantly trying to hold back laughter as his eyes twinkled somewhat.
Reed resisted the urge to slam his face into the table.
"Glad we cleared that up," he glared at Mac. "Really glad," he gritted his teeth and huffed out a sigh.
"I'm going to order nachos," Danny responded, trying to act like this entire situation hadn't happened and hoping he would be able to forget all about it. "Who's with me?" He asked, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.
Flack tilted his head back and laughed out loud, his eyes filled with humour.
Danny tried not to stare too long, ignoring the looks he got from both Mac and Reed who seemed to have noticed and sighed softly. "You'll be alright kid," he clapped Reed on the shoulder and flagged down a waiter.
He was never going to go out to dinner when Mac invited him again.
Fandom: CSI NY
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: None
Complete: Yes.
Summary: Mac wants to show his acceptance and does it in all the wrong ways.
Notes: Inspired by peja's challenge on WWOMB about Reed coming out.
Warning: Talk of homosexuality.
Danny had never felt more awkward in his life than he did right now, sitting across from Mac and Flack, with Reed sitting next to him fiddling with the napkin on his plate, tearing it to pieces.
"Mac, why exactly did you ask us both to be here?" Flack finally asked, his shoulders tensed as he looked between the seemingly unflappable detective and his "son."
"I mean, there is clearly something going on here between you two that Danny and I shouldn't interfere in," he moved to stand up, sinking back down then the older man placed a hand on his shoulder and practically forced him back into his seat.
Mac sighed shaking his head, "Maybe this wasn't a good idea."
Eyebrows raising Danny couldn't help but be surprised, it wasn't like Mac to admit defeat so soon. "Nah Mac, whatever it is we'd be happy to help, is the kid in some kinda trouble here?" He asked, glancing at Reed.
Reed rolled his eyes, "Why does everyone always assume when I'm around I must be in trouble?" He retorted, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back in his seat. He had never felt more humiliated in his entire life, than this very moment.
"Because that's how you seem to roll in kid," Danny replied, smirking in a way that caused Reed's stomach to clench. "So if Mac mini isn't in trouble than what's going on here?" He asked Mac, leaning forward, resting his arms and subsequently his elbows on the edge of the table.
Mac frowned, looking at Reed he tried to see if the young man would be uncomfortable with the situation to the point where Mac should make up another excuse for their dinner. He saw little of that, and more than a little attraction to Danny from him and resisted the urge to chuckle.
"Reed needs to meet some positive bisexual or gay role models," he said, hardly missing a beat.
Flack swallowed the water he'd been drinking quickly, coughing into his hand he couldn't help but laugh, the sound coming out slightly strained and more than a little awkward.
"Wow," he resisted the urge to drag his hand through his hair and mess it up. "So the kid is..." He trailed off, glancing away from the table momentarily as he attempted to get a grasp on the situation and everything that was happening.
"The kid as you keep calling me, is named Reed Garrett, and yes. I'm gay, I'm gay and have nowhere else to live because I don't have any money of my own now that my parents have kicked me out of their lives because of me being gay. So I'm living with Mac who has apparently decided despite the fact that I'm an adult I need guidance into a brave new world," Reed huffed out a sigh.
"This is why you were invited here, one big gay party," he said sarcastically.
Danny stifled a laugh, covering his mouth he coughed into his hand to disguise it. "So...to make this clear, we are supposed to..." He trailed off, squinting somewhat he tried to figure out what exactly he was supposed to say.
"There's nothing wrong with being gay," he finished lamely and glared at Flack who seemed valiantly trying to hold back laughter as his eyes twinkled somewhat.
Reed resisted the urge to slam his face into the table.
"Glad we cleared that up," he glared at Mac. "Really glad," he gritted his teeth and huffed out a sigh.
"I'm going to order nachos," Danny responded, trying to act like this entire situation hadn't happened and hoping he would be able to forget all about it. "Who's with me?" He asked, clapping his hands together and rubbing them.
Flack tilted his head back and laughed out loud, his eyes filled with humour.
Danny tried not to stare too long, ignoring the looks he got from both Mac and Reed who seemed to have noticed and sighed softly. "You'll be alright kid," he clapped Reed on the shoulder and flagged down a waiter.
He was never going to go out to dinner when Mac invited him again.
