Date: 2010-12-07 05:38 am (UTC)
He shucked his jeans and underwear until he was nude as Jim, tossing them higher up on the beach so they wouldn't get soaked by the gentle water from the tide crawling higher and higher, lapping at their toes.

Sun above them, sand beneath them, it felt wonderful, and laying there, Jim in his arms, a selfish part of Bones wanted to lay here like this forever. He closed his eyes and smiled to himself. "This was a good idea." All of it.
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