Love, in Progress

Oh my god they were roommates

When Ricky had originally climbed through Tinsley's window with the intent to fall asleep in his bed- being crammed into a single bed that creaked when he moved, with a 6"4 snoring Detective and a cat, was not what he had had in mind (Ricky noticed that he was also still fully clothed, what a shame).

"When did you get here?" Tinsley asked sleepily.
"I've been here all night dork, you literally said 'hi' to me when I opened the window" Ricky replied, rolling his eyes and facing the Setective.
"I was talking to the cat, gosh not everything has to be about you, Ricky" Tinsley said with a smile.
"Oh honey we need to get you out of the house more, you're going to fry your brain if you keep staying cooped up in here with that cat all day long."

Tinsley pushed the covers off them and stood up, "Hey! Don't call him 'that cat' he has a name! And it's Obi~" Tinsley said smiling down at the small orange cat lovingly.

"You literally called him 'the cat' just two paragraphs ago, you hypocrite" Ricky commented with a sly smile.
"What?"
"What?" Ricky replied innocently.

Tinsley shook his head, scooped up the ginger fluff ball and headed for the stairs. Ricky listened as each step creaked beneath the taller man. This house sounded like it was about to give way at any second- how any self respecting gentleman was suppose to live here, he had no idea.

Ricky got up soon after and trailed behind the detective, who had popped the kettle on. He wrapped his arms around the taller mans waist, burying his head into his back.

"Ricky, as much as I would love to just stand here with you all day, you're going to make me late for work" Tinsley said with a sigh.
"Do you have to go to work today? I mean, you don't have any main cases open other than, well, me", Ricky flirted.

"Remember, I've still got to figure out who stabbed Holly, oh, didn't you say you were gonna ask a couple of people?" Tinsley asked, interested.
Ricky paused, "No can do I'm afraid. My sources can't help at the moment, they're saying I need to 'stop bothering them' and 'let them work'." (Miguel wasn't being all that unreasonable, he was just busy).

Shrugging Ricky off of him Tinsley suggested, "You could always catsit for Obi?"
"Do I look like a 15 year old girl from a horror movie? Ricky replied, a little hurt from being just shrugged off.
"Hmm no... but you do act like a 15 year old girl."
"What?!"

Tinsley turned around to face Ricky, "Yeah you do! You're an absolute Diva-"
"I am fabulous-"
"You're all about the boys-"
"Don't you know it, hun"
"The only difference is that you spend more time on your hair than any 15 year old girl would do in her life!"

Ricky cut Tinsley off with a laugh and a half hearted punch to the arm.

"So is that a yes?" Tinsley asked with a smile.
"No! I am not catsitting!"

"Ah, what a shame, because I was thinking of taking you out for dinner tonight- but alas I can't take you if I can't find you..." Tinsley revealed, trailing off at the end.

"Fine!", Ricky exclaimed, "I'll stay with the damn cat!"
"With?"
"With Obi" Ricky sighed.
"Good! Well I'm looking forward to dinner then."

Tinsley left shortly after, leaving the house and Obi to Ricky. For the first quarter of an hour or so, he and Obi just sat there staring, not knowing quite what to expect from each other.

Then Ricky thought it wouldn't be a horrible idea to have a proper good look around the detective's house. He wasn't sure what he was looking for, something cool like a secret library or a wine cellar- god a wine cellar sounded like a great idea.

In fact, Ricky went into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of red into a- into a mug?! Did Tinsley really not have any wine glasses?! A little confused, but not surprised, Ricky decided that his second gift to the detective (the first was him being a gift to the world) was going to be some wine glasses, some more cutlery, oh and also a lampshade, a rug- and he could do with a whole new bed, too.

"I think you'll be alright here alone for an hour or so, right?" Ricky asked Obi quietly. The cat simply tilted his head and meowed. "I'm going to take that as a yes!" Ricky exclaimed with a smile, pulling on his shoes and jacket before closing the front door behind him.