Plot

Title: Plot

Series: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

Pairings: Garak/Bashir.

Rating: PG

Warnings: None.

Beta: Not for this one.

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Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Some geezers in the movie and television industries do. Damn them.

Summary: Drabble (100 words). Someone is plotting...

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Garak entered the infirmary with a wicked grin on his face.

“Hello, my dear. Care to join me for dinner?”

Julian sent the tailor an apologetic smile.

“I'm sorry, Elim, I can't. I have to be here when the Lissepian envoy arrives to prepare for the medical conference.”

Smiling even wider, Garak said:

“Ah, I'm afraid the Lissepians will not arrive until tomorrow. Apparently they've found evidence of a plot against the envoy.”

Julian quirked an eyebrow.

“Indeed?”

Garak simply smiled innocently.

Sighing, Julian shook his head at his lover.

“I love you, Elim, but you're a devious bastard sometimes.”