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Title: Words Better Left Unspoken
Fandom: Psych
Author: MusicalLuna
Rating: T
Characters/Pairings: Shawn/Juliet
Genre: Romance, Angst
Warnings: None
Complete: Yes
Summary: Falling more in love.
A/N: Yay new bit! Jenn provided me with these fabulously applicable lyrics and I've been throwing them on just about everything I can. :D

I had fun writing this in Shawn's POV. I hope it sounds like him. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Psych or the characters.

I'm falling more in love

with every single word I withhold

I'm falling more in love

with every single word you say

And I'm falling head over heels for you

"What are you doing here, Shawn?" Juliet asks, and it’s hard not to grin because the exasperated tone in her voice is adorable.

I want to say, "I’m here to see you." Instead, I say, "Do we not live in a free country?"

I pause, and with a tiny roll of her eyes that does make me grin, she says, "Yes, Shawn, I suppose it is."

"You suppose?"

This time the eye-roll is theatrical. "Shawn."

"And this is public property, is it not?"

She sighs, clearly seeing where I’m going with this. "Yes, Shawn, it’s public property. But why do you have to come to this part of all the public property in Santa Barbara?" she asks.

This time I almost say, "Well, duh. To look at you." But I stop myself, instead saying, "I’m fond of this particular spot."

"Oh, is that so," she retorts sarcastically.

"Yes, Detective, it is," I say primly. I sit on the corner of her desk.

She huffs and says irritably, "Shawn!"

I grin charmingly at her. It's tempting to tell her she looks adorable when her face turns red. "Yes, Jules?"

"You're on my files!"

I glance down, peering under my butt as though I have no idea what she's talking about. "Hey look at that. I am."

I don't move.

"Shawn!" she exclaims, voice tinged with irritation. I love it. "Shawn, I have work! Why don’t you go bother Carlton?"

"Because I think I love you," I think, but I don't say anything.

Someday. But not today.