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“Wait! Stop!”
Shawn's voice echoes through the hall and reaches Lassiter, who just stepped into the elevator. Lassiter turns, sees Shawn sprinting to reach the lift, and does what any sane man would do: smashing the 'close door' button before he has to be stuck in this contraption with Spencer of all people.
Sadly, he reacts too late. Shawn slides in just in time. He turns and scoffs at Lassiter. “Ha! You thought you could go on up without me. Me! Who moves at the speed of thunder!”
“It's 'speed of lightning', Spencer. Also, where is your ever-present slave of a partner, Guster?”
Shawn shrugs, staring intently at the floor buttons. “I've heard it both ways. And Gus is busy, apparently, some kind of boring pharmaceutical nonsense.” With that he lunges at the board and presses every button in sight.
“Spencer, wha-”
“Ha-HA!”
Lassiter pinches the bridge of his nose. “Spencer, what the hell.”
“This is my revenge for trying to close the door on me. Now you're going to be late.”
“As will you.”, Lassiter points out. Shawn waves it away with a grin.
“Yeah, but I'm late a lot, so it doesn't really matter. What matters is that you are going to be late, and I'm going to gloat about it.”, he grins. The other man just crosses his arms and stares at him, a disapproving scowl on his face.
And he continues to stare for the entirety of the elevator ride up to the 24 th floor, with a stop at every other floor. He stares with such intensity that even Shawn starts to feel uncomfortable after the first eight floors. “Hey, you started it, Lassie! Don't look at me like that.”
Lassiter just raises an eyebrow and carries on staring.
Five floors later Shawn cracks. “Fine, it was stupid and childish, and I'm sorry. Happy now?”
Lassiter uncrosses his arms and stops staring, instead dangling his hand just shy of brushing Shawn's.
This is suspicious behaviour. Shawn squints first at the hand, then at Lassiter, who is studiously looking away but also smiling a tiny, almost unnoticeable smile, then back at the hand. He glances at the display, which tells him they're currently on floor 14. Ten floors to go, he thinks, and slips his hand into Lassiter's.
When he peeks at his boyfriend's face, he is smiling wider. Shawn is definitely okay with this.