Summer was definitely here. For the past weeks, the sun has been shining all over the streets of New York, pushing the inhabitants to seek the cool air under the trees or in the climatised places, pulled everything looking like long sleeves in the closet and making the ice-cream sellers very happy.
Well, the ice-cream seller and those who bought said ice-cream like kids, flanning couples or some NYPD detective.
For the third time this week, Javier was waiting for his partner near the ice-cream truck while Kevin was buying a chocolate corner.
" You could at least change the flavor", said Esposito when Ryan finally came back.
"Why would I do that ? Chocolate is the best, no need to waste a perfectly good ice-cream with some weird flavor combo".
"Because it's boring, that's why."
"Then be my guest and take a bacon ice-cream."
"This can't exist. It's against the law of nature."
"And yet, there it is."
Rysposito was still discusted by this discovery when they arrived at the station and was trying to understand who in earth would like to eat salmon-flavored ice-cream and his face when confused was even better than chocolate for Kevin - not that he would ever admit it.
Unfortunately for him, Rysposito dropped his totally-not-cute expression when Beckett came to them with a new case. The ice-cream, as horrible as they could be - were forgotten and the team was in research mode in no time.
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A couple of days later, Javier saw his partner stepping out the elevator, licking his fingers of, he could guess it, the remain of iced-chocolate. Trying to convince himself he was definitely not staring at those long fingers and the bit of tongue he could see, the detective went back to his screen to look at the criminal record of their new suspect.
Well, the ice-cream seller and those who bought said ice-cream like kids, flanning couples or some NYPD detective.
For the third time this week, Javier was waiting for his partner near the ice-cream truck while Kevin was buying a chocolate corner.
" You could at least change the flavor", said Esposito when Ryan finally came back.
"Why would I do that ? Chocolate is the best, no need to waste a perfectly good ice-cream with some weird flavor combo".
"Because it's boring, that's why."
"Then be my guest and take a bacon ice-cream."
"This can't exist. It's against the law of nature."
"And yet, there it is."
Rysposito was still discusted by this discovery when they arrived at the station and was trying to understand who in earth would like to eat salmon-flavored ice-cream and his face when confused was even better than chocolate for Kevin - not that he would ever admit it.
Unfortunately for him, Rysposito dropped his totally-not-cute expression when Beckett came to them with a new case. The ice-cream, as horrible as they could be - were forgotten and the team was in research mode in no time.
____________________________________________________________________________________
A couple of days later, Javier saw his partner stepping out the elevator, licking his fingers of, he could guess it, the remain of iced-chocolate. Trying to convince himself he was definitely not staring at those long fingers and the bit of tongue he could see, the detective went back to his screen to look at the criminal record of their new suspect.
