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Football? Date? Why? (Zack/Sweets)

(Hello, I would like to clarify, I've never watched/listened to the whole 36 Questions musical so I have no idea what it's actually about. But I have listened to this song a bit and I think it could work quite well for Sweets and Zack if I change a few things. Also, I know even less about American football so I'm just gonna use the team from the song even tho I'm pretty sure it's a school team. )

Sweets POV

I walk into the lab on a mission. It should be easy, to assess Zack's mental health and see if he's in the right mind to continue working on murder cases. All of the squints, even Booth and I have to be evaluated annually. A simple solution, book an appointment and discuss this properly. But unfortunately, it's not that simple, for two very different reasons.

Professionally, he doesn't trust soft sciences like psychology, so getting him to sit in my office and have a proper session is out of the question.

Unprofessionally, I shouldn't be the one to assess him. I find I'm unable to be professional around him. And by that, I mean anytime I'm talking to him face to face my brain turns to mush. An uncontrollable smile perpetually spread across my face.

I can't help it. He's far too adorable for his own good. He may be older than me and a literal genius, but his mannerisms, personality and the way he looks make him seem like a young curious boy. The way he tilts his head in confusion like a cute little puppy or the way his eyes sparkle when you praise him for something he thought was inconsequential. I have to stop myself from grabbing his head in my hands and squishing his cheeks between them often.

But then he'd say something that only a genius anthropologist/engineer would know, all a matter of factly and suddenly he's that young hot teacher you'd drool over in high school. The way he looks up from his work only momentarily nonchalantly, to say a quick hello or to add to the conversation in the most logical way.

I'm always impressed with his vast knowledge and lack thereof. He could work out an extremely difficult math equation in his head one moment and then ask for clarification on social cues the next. He astounds me, I can't even look at him when I come to do work at the lab, out of fear of being so distracted that I get teased by my quedo family.

"Hey, Sweets! What are you doing just standing in the hallway? You doing ok?" Hodgins asks taping me on the shoulder causing me to jump.

"Oh Hodgins, uh yep, I'm fine. Just," I laugh awkwardly. "Lost in thought, you know." I try to smile.

"O-k. Well, I'm going to go do my work now. See you around, if you ever move." He looks at me sceptically and walks off.

I sigh. 'Right, I'm here for a reason. I just need to talk to Zack.' I think to myself, taking a deep breath.

I walk down the entrance hallway and walk through the sliding doors. Hodgins turns back around and smiles. I nod and walk straight past him. Standing at the foot of the platform stairs, careful not to trip the alarm. I look up to the hunched-over form in the middle.

I take another deep breath. "Uh, hey Zack!" I call out. He looks up and over his shoulder to me. "Sorry to bother you but could I talk to you in private? I mean if you're not too busy." I purse my lips.

I see him look down at the body once more before slightly nodding. He takes off his gloves, throwing them in the bin before walking towards me. He swipes his card before looking into my eyes with a polite smile. My eyes quickly dart behind him.

"We can talk in my office." He says stoically before turning to walk away.

I follow behind regretfully looking over at Hodgins who is only smirking. I squint at him before shaking my head. Zack walks into his room before closing the door behind me.