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anonymous asked:

Any chance on you continuing reference material? I thought it was absolutely amazing. One of the best things I've read recently

Thank you so much, Anon! Hopefully this lives up to the original (which can be read here for anyone who’d like to do so).

And yay! I’m posting this for #CastleThemeDay.


“She’s driving me insane, Rick.”

It’s not the most gracious greeting she could give him, especially after a long week of barely seeing each other, but her boyfriend doesn’t seem to mind.

“Hi, honey, how was your day?” he teases, stepping aside to allow her entry into his apartment. She’d been a little annoyed when he’d simply buzzed her up instead of coming downstairs to meet her, but judging by the smells in his place, he’d been in the middle of cooking the dinner he’d promised her. He’s forgiven.

Sheepish, Kate stretches onto her toes to kiss his cheek. “Sorry. I’m just, ugh, the end of the year can’t come fast enough. Hell, spring break can’t come fast enough.”

“That bad, huh?” Rick slips his hand down her arm, lacing their fingers together in solidarity. “You gonna last another two weeks?”

“You joke, but at this point I’m really not sure. She complained for four hours last night about how much work she has, then proceeded to kill her light as I was studying, and bitched when I turned on my desk lamp.”

He nods, tilting his head. “And today?” His thumb swipes her knuckles, coaxing the rest of the story out of her. He always does this, nudges her toward letting it out and talking things through.

“She left a passive-aggressive note on the hall bulletin board about how we need to be conscientious that our study habits don’t negatively impact the sleep of others.”

“What a bitch,” Rick murmurs, squeezing her hand.

“Yeah,” she sighs. “It’s like freshman year all over again. But the upside is she’s not here, and I brought a bottle of wine to help me get through another night of your terrible movies.”

He laughs, pulling her closer. “My terrible movies are what got you to kiss me for the first time, Beckett. You love them.”

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