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Author: Guede Mazaka
Rating: PG
Pairing: Fideo/Ramirez
Feedback: Fave lines, crappy errors, whatever you'd like.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Fideo and Jorge take care of a little business. Fits between IV and Epilogue. For lasergirl69, in thanks for the icon.
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Fideo blinked. Swiped a finger across each eye and looked again. "It's…blue."
Jorge gave the other man a concerned look and covertly shifted closer. "It's the ocean."
"It's blue. Really blue. Eyeball-licking blue." The mariachi leaned over the railing, staring at the small waves. "Definitely not how I remembered it."
"Yeah?" Sunlight was glancing off the water, stabbing deep into Jorge's eyes. He took out his sunglasses, but before he could put them on, a hand latched onto one earpiece. Fideo grinned up at him.
"But this is how I remember it now." Gentle tug, and the shades were suddenly off-kilter on Fideo's face, one lense above an eye and the other below. "Come on. Time to buy me lunch."
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