The Day After
Sep. 4th, 2013 08:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
daniel_brownGoing home after what had happened wasn't easy, it wasn't until after many pizza-flavored kisses and a text message threat from home that he reluctantly put his clothes back on and forced himself to say "Goodnight" - leaving his panties purposefully tucked into the sheets to be found later.
He slept deep and well, waking the next day to go about business as usual - aside from a stop for confidential STI testing - even though it was hard to keep his head out of the clouds. After settling into the team bus it was hard not to want to reach out to him.
He types out several messages - "I think I love you." "I want you so bad." "Are you thinking about me?" - and erases them all, opting for a much more neutral message.
what r u doing?
He slept deep and well, waking the next day to go about business as usual - aside from a stop for confidential STI testing - even though it was hard to keep his head out of the clouds. After settling into the team bus it was hard not to want to reach out to him.
He types out several messages - "I think I love you." "I want you so bad." "Are you thinking about me?" - and erases them all, opting for a much more neutral message.
what r u doing?
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Date: 2013-09-05 11:48 pm (UTC)It's too soon, he thinks, he's being being a stupid kid. Things take time to build and grow.
And he's exhausted... and there's a nice, comfy guest room to collapse in until noon.
"Good night." He echoes at the mirror, offering a smile as he drags his fingers over the simple cotton bra under his t-shirt.
[ooc: And there's me grinning like and idiot at them and already looking at the next starter ready to flail.]