AN: Just a Zufällig surge of imagination, while Idiot's Guide Bücher were on my mind.
AN 2: Fanfic is inspired by:
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Disclaimer: I promise I'll return them Von midnight.
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Step 1.
Avoid seeing him/her. Some situations are unavoidable, such as if Du work together oder have a class together, but avoid going to the same hangouts oder other social places Du know he/she frequents…
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For people like you, who have known each other for Mehr oder less 5 years, this could be a little tricky. Aside from the fact that Du are co-workers and sit only 3 feet away from each other, Du are partners as well. Endless hours are spent in close proximity and Du find it hard to keep breathing. Your boss sends the two of Du to pick up witnesses/suspects. Du go on stakeouts together all the time. Even on overseas work-related trips, the same person’s always the one who goes with you.
Well, duh. That’s why you’re called partners. Partners do almost everything with one another. Partners go through thick and thin and does not leave the other behind. It’s gegeben that when one of Du is in trouble, the first person who knows and lends out a helping hand is your partner. Du have faith in that person so much that Du trust her/ him not to let Du get shot in the field while chasing down suspects. If ever one of Du does get a bullet somewhere in the body, Du expect the other to stay Von your side until back up arrives and paramedics speed Du to the hospital. And when Du reach the hospital, he/she wouldn’t leave until everyone’s sure that everything would be okay. And even if it won’t, he/she won’t give up easily, even if the doctors would tell him/her that they’ve done everything they can but there’s just no way Du could’ve survived and they start wheeling your body down the morgue, but not before Du could think that the Weiter time you’d probably see him/her is when your corpse is lying peacefully in your casket and that your soul’s watching from Up Above, waiting for the Final Goodbye.
Because that’s what partners do. Watch each other’s backs. Take care of one another.
Maybe Du are not just partners, but Du are also friends. But That’s Just It. Du draw the lines between Professional (Co-Workers), Personal (Friends) and Too-Personal-Intimate (Lovers).
The former two could merge, but please, if Du do not want to jeopardize your relationship, avoid blurring the Professional-Platonic (co-workers and at the same time, friends)border with the Romantic one. Especially if it’s just One-Sided Romance.
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For Him:
When the girl Du Liebe does not feel the same way oder is just plain oblivious, avoid seeing her. At all costs. Even if she’s your co-worker. Even if she’s your partner. When it’s time to leave the office, go somewhere you’re sure she does not hang out in, may it be the bar 3 blocks away from your office oder the grocery store she shops at. The last thing you’d want is to see her with her James-Dean-look-alike-boyfriend, who is a lot Mehr handsome and sexier than Du are, oder once have been, for that matter.
Du might say that Du have the power to get laid nightly. That Du could make every woman succumb to your charms. However, the object of your affection is not just like any other girl. Compared to the thousands of ladies of all ages you’ve slept with, She’s got Mehr class. She possesses Mehr self-control than Du give her credit for. She could resist your Cheap Brand of Charm with just a bat of an eyelash.
Because, let’s face it. You’re not James Dean. You’re not the kind of guy that women like her fall for. Du just don’t have what it takes. Not the body, not the personality. Not the Bad Boy Attitood. You’re just an Navy CIS Agent, and as Very Special as you’d like to think, you’re just not as…special as whoever holds her herz at this moment.
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For Her:
Do not let what he does not notice kill you. Ignore it. Avoid him. Avoid his Favorit hangout places. Avoid his frat buddies. Du know that he spends his nights off bar-hopping in town with his posse, in Suchen for the Weiter lamm to fall victim to his wolfish antics. Du know what he does best. He changes girls like he changes his underwear. Du would never want to catch him in a million years, in the middle of a performance, giving his new busty-n-blonde girlfriend the best-ever fuck a girl could ever have, and on the dancefloor, no less.
Du know that Du have the looks, Du have the appeal to make all men get down on their knees just to be graced Von the wonder that Du are. Unfortunately, the one Du have your sights for is desensitized to whatever hints Du drop. Du wonder how he is not bothered Von your presence, but when another woman comes along, he gets preoccupied Von nothing else but the Lucky One Who Has Caught His Attention For Tonight. Du disappear into the background completely while his whole being is being consumed Von someone else and when the Weiter morning comes, the same process takes place once again; he gets some, the lucky woman gets some, while Du recede in the corners.
Because the truth is, he’s got standards, even for a chauvinistic pig that he is. You’re not blonde, and neither are Du busty. Du just don’t have what he always looks for. You’re just an Navy CIS Agent, and no matter how Du convince yourself that for him, you’re not just an ex-assassin chick who used to kill for a living…as much as you’d like him to know that there’s this side of Du just waiting to be uncovered…you’re just not as…lucky as the women who are fortunate to even get his attention.
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TBC
AN 2: Fanfic is inspired by:
link
Disclaimer: I promise I'll return them Von midnight.
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Step 1.
Avoid seeing him/her. Some situations are unavoidable, such as if Du work together oder have a class together, but avoid going to the same hangouts oder other social places Du know he/she frequents…
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------------------------------------------------
For people like you, who have known each other for Mehr oder less 5 years, this could be a little tricky. Aside from the fact that Du are co-workers and sit only 3 feet away from each other, Du are partners as well. Endless hours are spent in close proximity and Du find it hard to keep breathing. Your boss sends the two of Du to pick up witnesses/suspects. Du go on stakeouts together all the time. Even on overseas work-related trips, the same person’s always the one who goes with you.
Well, duh. That’s why you’re called partners. Partners do almost everything with one another. Partners go through thick and thin and does not leave the other behind. It’s gegeben that when one of Du is in trouble, the first person who knows and lends out a helping hand is your partner. Du have faith in that person so much that Du trust her/ him not to let Du get shot in the field while chasing down suspects. If ever one of Du does get a bullet somewhere in the body, Du expect the other to stay Von your side until back up arrives and paramedics speed Du to the hospital. And when Du reach the hospital, he/she wouldn’t leave until everyone’s sure that everything would be okay. And even if it won’t, he/she won’t give up easily, even if the doctors would tell him/her that they’ve done everything they can but there’s just no way Du could’ve survived and they start wheeling your body down the morgue, but not before Du could think that the Weiter time you’d probably see him/her is when your corpse is lying peacefully in your casket and that your soul’s watching from Up Above, waiting for the Final Goodbye.
Because that’s what partners do. Watch each other’s backs. Take care of one another.
Maybe Du are not just partners, but Du are also friends. But That’s Just It. Du draw the lines between Professional (Co-Workers), Personal (Friends) and Too-Personal-Intimate (Lovers).
The former two could merge, but please, if Du do not want to jeopardize your relationship, avoid blurring the Professional-Platonic (co-workers and at the same time, friends)border with the Romantic one. Especially if it’s just One-Sided Romance.
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For Him:
When the girl Du Liebe does not feel the same way oder is just plain oblivious, avoid seeing her. At all costs. Even if she’s your co-worker. Even if she’s your partner. When it’s time to leave the office, go somewhere you’re sure she does not hang out in, may it be the bar 3 blocks away from your office oder the grocery store she shops at. The last thing you’d want is to see her with her James-Dean-look-alike-boyfriend, who is a lot Mehr handsome and sexier than Du are, oder once have been, for that matter.
Du might say that Du have the power to get laid nightly. That Du could make every woman succumb to your charms. However, the object of your affection is not just like any other girl. Compared to the thousands of ladies of all ages you’ve slept with, She’s got Mehr class. She possesses Mehr self-control than Du give her credit for. She could resist your Cheap Brand of Charm with just a bat of an eyelash.
Because, let’s face it. You’re not James Dean. You’re not the kind of guy that women like her fall for. Du just don’t have what it takes. Not the body, not the personality. Not the Bad Boy Attitood. You’re just an Navy CIS Agent, and as Very Special as you’d like to think, you’re just not as…special as whoever holds her herz at this moment.
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For Her:
Do not let what he does not notice kill you. Ignore it. Avoid him. Avoid his Favorit hangout places. Avoid his frat buddies. Du know that he spends his nights off bar-hopping in town with his posse, in Suchen for the Weiter lamm to fall victim to his wolfish antics. Du know what he does best. He changes girls like he changes his underwear. Du would never want to catch him in a million years, in the middle of a performance, giving his new busty-n-blonde girlfriend the best-ever fuck a girl could ever have, and on the dancefloor, no less.
Du know that Du have the looks, Du have the appeal to make all men get down on their knees just to be graced Von the wonder that Du are. Unfortunately, the one Du have your sights for is desensitized to whatever hints Du drop. Du wonder how he is not bothered Von your presence, but when another woman comes along, he gets preoccupied Von nothing else but the Lucky One Who Has Caught His Attention For Tonight. Du disappear into the background completely while his whole being is being consumed Von someone else and when the Weiter morning comes, the same process takes place once again; he gets some, the lucky woman gets some, while Du recede in the corners.
Because the truth is, he’s got standards, even for a chauvinistic pig that he is. You’re not blonde, and neither are Du busty. Du just don’t have what he always looks for. You’re just an Navy CIS Agent, and no matter how Du convince yourself that for him, you’re not just an ex-assassin chick who used to kill for a living…as much as you’d like him to know that there’s this side of Du just waiting to be uncovered…you’re just not as…lucky as the women who are fortunate to even get his attention.
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TBC