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Summary: Too much info?
“Alright, that was grueling.” Robert moans, falling in his chair. A look at his clock tells him it’s nearly nine-thirty, which means he should really send Kevin home. What annoys him even more, is that Kevin seems to be still in a very good mood, humming some meaningless tune as he quickly puts some order in the files on the table between them.
“How come you’re so cheery?” Robert asks, grumpy and tired. Kevin only smiles sweetly, but doesn’t answer. “Aww, c’mon. What is your dirty little secret? You’ve been walking around all day with a grin on your face that is larger then… anything large you can think of.” Robert is too tired to come up with something better.
“Pink feathers.” Kevin replies, watching Robert leaning back and closing his eyes.
“’Scuse me?” Robert asks, opening up one eye. Kevin can’t help but grin even more.
“That is what I thought I heard you say the first time… But….? Pink feathers?”
“Turns out, I didn’t know Scotty owned a pink, very feathery boa… with matching thong.” Kevin tries not to laugh when Robert looks at him in shock. Robert closes his eyes tightly for a few seconds, but it’s too late.
“I find it very disconcerting that I’m suddenly thinking of Scotty in a pink thong.” Robert says.
“Well. You know. We each have our own burdens in life, Senator. But I’ll make it easy for you.”
“Why? What are you going to do?”
“I’m going home and find out where that thong flew off too yesterday.” Kevin says with a wink
“And what do you expect me to do?” Robert asks.
“Start thinking about this bill…. and stop thinking of my husband’s ass.” Kevin replies sweetly and he’s still laughing when he reaches the elevator…. That blush on Robert’s face was priceless!