*a small nod in return and he stands, walking across the room, gently pulling Bones with him.*
*he kicks off his boots, removes his shirts, and stays in the uniform pants. Strange, because he had been nude in front of his friend before, and usually slept in his boxers, but it felt... different, somehow*
*hides his swallow of watching Bones by looking away for a second, then slowly crawls into bed beside his best friend.*
...You and me both, and its barely begun. *He lays his head on the pillow, taking a slow breath and smelling the familiar scent of bourbon and medicine and Bones.*
*all those things that need to be said are there, but they aren't pressing on him, and he's strangely not nervous. thought he would be, lying here like this, but he's not. it feels so right.*
*lifting one arm over his head, he covers his face with his bicep and the crook of his elbow* *exhaling, his free hand reaches out to Jim, finding his hand and holding it in his own as his breathing deepens*
*despite the awful things going on, at this moment he's truly at peace and it shows*
*He curls himself against the warmth Bones has brought to the bed, thankfully bigger then most standard beds because well, he's the Captain.*
*He smiles when Bones' hand finds his and he holds tight, not wanting to let go. Here, he can let himself drift off to sleep and worry about the hell they're going through in the morning because the one person he trusts more then anyone is here, protected by him, protecting him.*
*Just for a moment, as they both drift off into sleep, all is right with the world.*
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Date: 2009-07-27 03:27 pm (UTC)*he kicks off his boots, removes his shirts, and stays in the uniform pants. Strange, because he had been nude in front of his friend before, and usually slept in his boxers, but it felt... different, somehow*
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Date: 2009-07-27 03:35 pm (UTC)*closes his eyes and sighs* I'm tired of days like this...
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Date: 2009-07-27 03:37 pm (UTC)...You and me both, and its barely begun. *He lays his head on the pillow, taking a slow breath and smelling the familiar scent of bourbon and medicine and Bones.*
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Date: 2009-07-27 03:50 pm (UTC)*lifting one arm over his head, he covers his face with his bicep and the crook of his elbow* *exhaling, his free hand reaches out to Jim, finding his hand and holding it in his own as his breathing deepens*
*despite the awful things going on, at this moment he's truly at peace and it shows*
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Date: 2009-07-27 03:53 pm (UTC)*He curls himself against the warmth Bones has brought to the bed, thankfully bigger then most standard beds because well, he's the Captain.*
*He smiles when Bones' hand finds his and he holds tight, not wanting to let go. Here, he can let himself drift off to sleep and worry about the hell they're going through in the morning because the one person he trusts more then anyone is here, protected by him, protecting him.*
*Just for a moment, as they both drift off into sleep, all is right with the world.*