I had wanted to write more, but the next part is with the cuddling and the porn and stuff, and it's all too much for one girl to write at 1am. Hence, posting now before I fall asleep at the computer. *yawns*

Title: Resonance
Fandom: CSI: NY
Rating: nothing now, will be M
Warnings: Uhm... porn?
Notes: scarletts_awry is having a Yay!Porn!Weekend and this is my submission. This takes place in Power Generation-verse. Follows A City Alive. Post-"Care of this Post".
Previously Posted: Part One, Part Two.


"So, when are they gonna let you outta here?" Danny had made himself right at home over the past week, and now he had his feet up on the rails of Flack's bed. The television bolted to the ceiling was tuned into some fake New York cop show that neither of them were watching.

"A week or two." Flack was propped up in bed, trying not to gag on the remnants of the hospital food while Danny was digging chow mein out of a greasy cardboard container with chopsticks. "Why'd you bring that? It's full of MSG."

"But damn, does it ever taste good." Danny scissored a few strands of bean sprouts and held them out to Flack. "Go on. It's not gonna kill ya."

He was surprised when Flack actually opened his mouth.

**

It should have been a day of celebration, but the July heat stifled everything and wilted Flack's resolve to call Danny up when he got home. Instead, after he locked the door behind him, he shuffled straight to the couch and laid down to watch the shitty daytime soaps. He didn't really expect Danny to drop by after work, well, there was no need now, right? Wasn't Flack all recovered and shit now? Sure, he was a big boy and could take care of himself.

But still, he was glad to wake from the uncomfortable nap and let Danny into his apartment when the doorbell rang because hey, it wasn't like he had anything else planned, was it?

"I was gonna rent a movie but I thought you might wanna eat." Danny hefted the paper bag onto the kitchen counter. After the bland hospital food, Flack's mouth watered in spite of himself.

"You brought chinese? Again?" The wry grin was tired, but definitely Flack.

"Sure, they were all outta exotic insects. You gotta keep your strength up after all!" Danny popped the staples on the bag and started digging into the warm, greasy treasures. "Beef and bean cake, sweet and sour chicken... are you sure you can eat this stuff?"

"God, yes," Flack dug plates out of his cupboards because god, as long as it wasn't spicy, he was all over it.


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Tags: csi power generation, fic