Title: The Deal, Chapter 20/20
Fandom: CSI Miami
Pair: Ryan Wolfe / Eric Delko
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
Feedback: Always Welcome

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The Deal, Chapter 1
The Deal, Chapter 2 NC-17
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The Deal, Chapter 5 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 6 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 7 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 8 
The Deal, Chapter 9 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 10 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 11
The Deal, Chapter 12 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 13
The Deal, Chapter 14 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 15 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 16 NC-17
The Deal, Chapter 17
The Deal, Chapter 18
The Deal, Chapter 19



“Backstabber.” Eric complained as soon as he walked in. Ryan lifted his eyes from the newspaper and gave him an amused look.

“Hello to you too.”
“My mom called me.”
“That’s nice.”
“To tell me you were doing fine.”
“She was right.”
“Maybe I should have been a little bit more accurate. I wanted you to get to know her. You weren’t supposed to make me look bad.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about. She does that why-don’t-you-take-better-care-of-your-place-and-you should learn-how-to-cook-too lectures at least once per month. Except this time it ended with why-can’t-you-be-like-your-boyfriend?”
“She called me that? Awwww….”

“Don’t try to change the topic. What did you do to her?”
“Nothing. She brought lunch and we talked about cooking and then I said something about cleaning after being away at the hospital and we ended up talking about the stain you left on her tablecloth. I gave her some tips for that.”
“You’re good….. You’re really good…...”
“I know. How was work?”
“Funny looks and a lot of gossip. Valera’s keeping me updated.”
“What’s the latest gossip?”
“I’ve kept you as my sexslave and that night I tried to hire that chippy for our games, you got jealous and I beat you up.”
“What else?”
“You recruited me to a cult full of perverts, and I tried to escape.”
“Fascinating. You mom left you some dinner and I want to talk about something.”

“Okay, wait a sec.” Eric went o heat up his dinner and came back few minutes later, carrying a teaming plate. He sat down on the couch and lifted his legs to the table.
“Alright, I’m listening.”

“Did you forget something?”
“Right….” Eric pulled his feet back from the table.
“That’s partly what I wanted to talk about.”
“I got clean socks, I didn’t just slam my shoes on the table.”
“Not that, I’m talking about the big picture.”
“Are you gonna give me the same lecture I got from my mom? About how my place is a youth hostel for pests of all kinds?”
“You could probably use the recap, but no. And since you mentioned your place, let`s talk about it. Do you think you had anything to do with your little ant problem?”
“Maybe.”
“I think we can safely say that place forms a health risk to all it’s occupants. And to your mom’s back, when she comes in once every few weeks to make sure you haven’t been killed by your own filth.”
“It’s not that bad!”
“It’s pigsty. The only room that looks somewhat liveable is the bedroom, mainly because you keep it in shape for potential visitors.”

“Where are you going with this?”
“Your mom patience is running low. You’re in your thirties and you live like a sloppy frat boy. Basically you have two possibilities.”
“I’m almost afraid to ask…. What two possibilities?”
“Hire a cleaning lady or move here.”
“I can’t hire a cleaning lady, with my pay check-” Eric paused. “Wait a minute. What was that other possibility?”
“Moving here.”
“You’re asking me to move in?”
“No, I’m offering a possibility.”
“You want me to move in.”
“I didn`t say that. I indicated that I could accept having you here permanently.”
“That’s really nicely put.”
“Of course we would have to agree on some basic rules.”
“You mean cleaning?”

Ryan gave him a long look. “You really think I would let you clean here? I would have to follow you and do everything again.”
“So what rules did you mean?”

“Since you’re saving the amount you would have to pay in rent, you’ll contribute to the everyday expenses, food and that stuff.”
“What do you think I am, a parasite?”
“You’re mom told me exactly how old you were when you moved away from home, so let’s not talk about that….. Then there’s another matter. Since I’m doing the cleaning and the cooking I expect a decent compensation for it.”
“You want money?”
“No, I was thinking we could have a little arrangement, bit like the one we had about those webcam issues.”

Eric grinned. “So you want me to pay for my upkeep with my hot ass?”
“If you want to use that phrase.” Ryan chuckled.
“Sounds like a great deal.”
“Yeah, but there’s a small but.”
“My butt?”
“But, not a butt. And your butt is not exactly small.”
“Hey!”
“That was a compliment. The but is….”
“Yeah?”
“I will require quite a hefty deposit.”
“How hefty?”
“Depends on the current value of your assets.”
“You wanna estimate my assets?”
“I have pretty good estimate on them, but I could use a deep probing analysis on their value in the current market situation.”
“Probe all you want.” Eric suggested and swallowed the last piece of his meal.