Bones & Butterflies (Don't Mix) - Bones Drabble

[carpenyx]

Heh, so, this is inspired by hours of watching (and finishing!) the first season of Bones and i_am_girlfriday's Bones drabbles. It was written, like, a week ago or something and nebakanezer did the beta'ing thing. It's a little drabble and not all that great but yeah. :P I'm a total Booth/Brennan 'shipper now. ;P Uh, please forgive any typos, etc, that'd be my fault, hehe.

Title: Bones & Butterflies (Don't Mix)
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: None
Summary: Love isn't science...
Disclaimer: I do not own. But I wanna own Booth... heh.


She hears the words as they are spoken but they confuse her. She blinks and looks at him – she doesn’t know what to say and she doesn’t necessarily comprehend what he is saying. Maybe she does but it’s one of those things that’s not so black and white. Does it mean he loves her as a colleague? Loves her company?

He looks look at her, waiting for some sort of response and she will give her shoulders a slight shrug, her brow quirking as those dreaded words – he isn't surprised to hear – fall from her lips. “I don’t know what that means…” He looks at her, rolling his eyes.

She shrugs again. “I don’t,” she tells him and wonders if he’ll clarify. Love isn’t science; there are no simple equations, facts, or explanations. It’s foreign to her and all of her previous ‘love’ encounters ended up pushing daisies before long because she just didn’t know how to connect properly with others.

He mutters his nickname for her and she cringes. “It’s not science, Bones.”

She lifts her brow. “That’s why I don’t know what it means,” she points out.

He repeats what he said and she still doesn’t know what he's trying to say. Does he love her as friends? Does he just want sex? Alternatively, does it go deeper than sex? All of the possibilities swim through her head – it’s giving her quite the headache. She shakes her head, unable to comprehend what he is telling her and what she’s starting to feel… strange feelings in the pit of her stomach and her heart starting to do that racing thing… it makes her want to hide under her desk.

She never understood why people referred to them as butterflies – those fluttery feelings in her stomach – as if they ever had butterflies in their stomach to know what butterflies felt like.

“Bones? You ok?” Booth asks her when she scrunches up her face, unable to make eye contact.

Comments

[carpenyx.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much. It just sort of came to me and it was only after watching a couple of episodes, so I was worried that it wouldn't come across the right way but I am glad that it did. :D

I wanna write more Bones! Hee! I wanna write more of everything. :P