Prompt: Caskett being clingy or sharing a clingy hug because of some reason: danger, rescue, you choose ^^ Thanks! ♥
Set in Season 1. Hope you enjoy, love! <3
“Oooh Beckett! Look, they’re selling cotton candy!” Castle exclaimed, his hand already fumbling in his right pocket for his wallet.
Kate watched her partner scurry to the stand that was a contrast white to the light green of the grass that surrounded them. He turned around to speak to her, but with the music blaring from the tall speakers at each corner, she had no chance of hearing him, so she merely shrugged at his frantic hand gestures.
As he turned around to talk to the overly enthusiastic worker, who was stereotypically dressed in red and white stripes, she let out a loud sigh, covering her face with her hands, then removing them in order to be able to fan herself, a useless attempt to calm herself down in the New York summer heat.
“Not enjoying yourself, Beckett?”
She whirled around to meet the faces of Ryan and Esposito, the former looking unusually pale, whereas the latter was happily stuffing his face with peanuts.
“I would be. If I were aged seven.” She grumbled, to which Javier shook his head with a frown.
“It’s just a fair, we visit worse places than this on the daily.” He offered, but why the NYPD annual fundraiser had to be held at a fairground on a Saturday afternoon was beyond her.
Before she could argue this point, a shaky exhale from the other man caught her attention.
“You okay there, Ryan?” She asked with a smirk, to which the detective sighed as his shoulders slumped.
“Went on the Twister because McNulty bet $50 I wouldn’t,” He explained, “Should’ve just declined, I want to use this 50 on sickness pills and painkillers.” His hand rose to rub harshly over his forehead and eyes, and Beckett couldn’t help but notice Espo smirking by his side.
“Come on Irish, let’s get you to the bathrooms before you throw up all over the place.” He placed a hand on Kevin’s back, guiding them to the left without much of a goodbye.
Beckett watched them leave with a slight grimace as she witnessed Ryan place a desperate hand over his mouth, then sprint towards the blue coloured door.
Suddenly, two clouds of colour were placed in front of her.
“Pink or blue?”
She looked up at the writer, who was smirking mercilessly with reddened lips.
Kate gave a reluctant eye roll, “Blue,” She grabbed the snack out of his hand, “Because unless you spent the last two minutes making out with that worker, I assume you’ve already taken a bite out of the red one.”
A guilty look spread across his features, before he hastily wiped his mouth with the back of his hand to remove the remnants of the coloured sugar.
“Guess you really are observant enough to be a detective.” Castle huffed, then took another large bite of the cotton candy, not waiting before he’d finished his mouthful to speak, “So, which ride we goin’ on?”