Title: Heaven or Hell
Pairing: Booth/Brennan in an established romantic relationship.
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: Oblique reference to 2x16: The Boneless Bride in the River
Timeline: Set in the not-too-distant future. ;)
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Prompt: "Brennan/Booth, this line: 'Are you ever sorry you picked me over him?'" & "if you make my drabble smutty and funny i'll be ok with that."
Notes: Honey, I did the best I could in 100 words. *wipes forehead*
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With temperatures in the mid-90s, D.C. had morphed into hell. Not that Booth minded much.
Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, he watched a boyshorts-clad Brennan run cold water over her hands.
“What do ya say we take a vacation, Bones?”
“I never went to El Brujo—”
“I was thinking the beach.” Moving behind her, he slipped his hand underneath her wife-beater. “I’ve never seen you in a bikini.”
“Perhaps a trip to the Caribbean…” Her eyes danced.
“No.” Scowling, Booth thumbed her nipple and watched her eyes close.
Booth smiled. “That we can agree on."