Shassie oneshots, i guess

All In?

Summary: Gus and Juliet have a bet going on between the two of them. When are Shawn and Lassiter going to admit that they're dating?

Notes: I saw the word 'Bet' on the prompt for today and just blacked out, and suddenly this was written in my head. So obviously I had to make it for today's oneshot.

Also, i'm trying out third person omniscient this time instead of limited. Hope it turned out alright <3

Flufftober day 10: Bet, Game, Contest

Word Count: 1,299

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Juliet looked up from her computer at the sound of commotion. She stood up halfway from her chair, ready to take action, until she saw what it was. Lassiter was speed walking past her desk, holding Shawn by the collar like an unruly kitten, dragging him to the conference room. The moment they were both inside, she watched as the detective hurriedly closed every single blind.

With a slight huff, she sat back down, the wheels of her chair rolling backwards from the force. She scooted back towards her desk and returned to going over the various reports scattered around the desktop.

She vaguely heard someone walking up behind her from the exact same direction Shawn and Lassiter had come from. Not bothering to turn around to see who it was, she said, "Hi Gus!"

"Hey Jules. How's the case going?"

"Well, we caught the guy and he confessed on the spot. I'm just going over the different reports to make sure they all match up with the other statements. Oh, and if you're looking for Shawn-"

"Nope. I know exactly where he went. Him and Lassie."

"Then you should also know that they're not coming out for a while?"

Gus just nodded, looking resigned. "How long were they last time?"

Juliet sat a moment, thinking it over. "Eight minutes?"

"Nah, it felt longer than that. Maybe ten, at the least."

A beat of silence passed before Gus broke it again. "I can't believe him. This is the fifth time this week, and it's only Thursday!"

"I dunno, I think it's kind of sweet."

"I'm not saying it isn't. I'm just saying it's a little excessive."

"I don't mind, just as long as they confess sometime in the next couple of days."

Gus laughed. "Good luck with that. I know my boy Shawn, he's going to drag this out for at least another month before he finally admits he and Lassie are dating."

A few weeks ago, Juliet and Gus had set up a bet with each other, trying to guess how long it would be until Shawn and Lassiter metaphorically came out of the closet. Along with another bet for how long their next makeout session would last before literally coming out of the closet – or in this case, the conference room.

They had originally started the bet with a mere five bucks, but as the time went on and the two became more and more cocky the amount became higher and higher until they were both looking at a fifty dollar cash prize for whoever was right.

Gus had his fingers crossed extra tight that the odds would come out in his favor. He couldn't afford to lose any money at the moment. It was partially why he and Shawn had come over to the station in the first place, to see if there were any cases they could take on. Of course, Gus knew there was a reason behind why his best friend was actually so eager to pay the Chief a visit.

Juliet hummed. "I dunno, I'm pretty confident Carlton will get through to him."

A separate voice, one that wasn't Gus or Juliet, joined in the conversation. "I think I'm with Mr. Guster on this one." Chief Vick bluntly stated.