Shassie oneshots, i guess

Nature Hike (And Definitely Nothing Else)

Summary: Shawn and Lassiter go on an innocent — romantic —  hike in the woods. There's definitely no ulterior motives from Shawn, nope not at all.

(Alright, MAYBE there's evidence hidden there, and MAYBE Shawn needs Lassiter there to witness him finding it using his psychic powers.)

Notes: had lots of fun writing this one! Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did <3

Flufftober day 5: Acorn, Chestnut, Pine cone

Word Count: 1,547

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"Any particular reason you decided that going on a hike would be a good idea, Shawn?"

"What? No! No, it's- I thought it'd be a good way to bond together. You know, like a couple. Doing couple things."

Shawn watched as Lassiter wiped the sweat off his brow, only to be instantly replaced by more sweat. "Oh, of course. Because this is so romantic."

Currently, the two were indeed hiking on a marked trail in the woods. The sun shone through what little cracks were made in the ceiling of leaves above. The atmosphere had a warm tint to it, as though someone had put a yellow lense over Shawn's eyes. The breeze was gentle, ruffling the foliage every now and then. The air was rich with the smell of nature.

Shawn was doing fine, maybe a little out of breath, but otherwise marched along without a problem. He was using a hiking stick he'd borrowed (read: stole) from his dad to make the trek a bit easier.

Lassiter, on the other hand, was panting, not used to walking for this long on uneven ground. Sure, he could run after a perp and catch them just fine. But endurance? That was a field he struggled in. Well, not enough to be considered a problem, per se. Just enough so that hiking more than a mile would exhaust him.

As for why Shawn really brought them out here? Well, it was true that he wanted some bonding time with his boyfriend. He just had... some more plans behind their date than he was letting on.

See, just yesterday a man by the name Adam Williams had turned up dead, found in his apartment by the landlord. Slash marks covered him from head to toe, as though someone had gone full Caeser on him. It was brutal, and Gus had to excuse himself from the autopsy room.

Two things stood out to Shawn when they examined the body. Dirt under Adam's fingernails, and the faintest tan mark on his left ring finger.

At first, Shawn assumed the dude was a gardener. But then he quickly realized that he'd have to be the worst gardener ever if he didn't wear gloves while he tended to his plants. He also knew the gardener angle was a dumb idea the moment someone else who definitely wasn't Lassie (Shawn loved his boyfriend, but the man had his moments) had suggested it.

A quick trip to the apartment told Shawn that he was right. The place was pristine, save for the puddle of blood oozing into the carpet where Adam had been found. Puddle, singular. No sprays that could have been made by slash marks. Which meant that the crime hadn't taken place there. And of course when they went down to examine the footage, the tapes were all corrupted. Which also meant that they had an actual murder mystery on their hands.

Not long after the news had gotten out about Adam's death, a separate family came to the police to report a missing person. A woman by the name of Alison Williams, AKA Adam's wife.

Which was what brought Shawn here, on this trail. The dirt under Adam's nails must have meant he was outdoors a lot, if it hadn't meant he was a gardener. One quick internet search and a phone call later, Shawn found that Adam and Alison frequented a trail just a mile away from their apartment complex.