@Hiraethtoskan Rolling his eyes, the Irishman unceremoniously pushed Gabbi from his chest and slipped out of bed, tugging on grey sweatpants as he wandered from the room.
He was sure if he tipped the coffee over his head, that would rouse him. But it would stain his Egyptian cotton.
@Hiraethtoskan He enjoyed the resting weight of the sleeping man on his chest. He found the pressure comforting. However, unlike his new found lump, the irishman had only dozed and was longing for a cup of coffee.
@Hiraethtoskan Looking down at the pathetic lump in his arms, he reached out and hit the light switch on the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness.
"You're lucky you shower at work, otherwise I'd be kicking you out of this bed." He muttered, placing a small kiss to the man's head.
@Hiraethtoskan Looping an arm around the other man's middle, he pulled him in close, phone being placed off to the side. His attention being redirected to rest entirely on Gabryl.
"As handy as it is to have you as my on-call Doctor, I fear your shifts take far too long for my liking."
@Hiraethtoskan By the time the text does come through, Jim is already showered and seated in bed, t-shirt covered torso above the covers, scribbling into a leather bound notebook.
Placing the pen down, he picked his phone.
SMS: Gabs
What a busy day. You poor thing.
Come home.
- JM
"I will refrain from blowing anything else up. Promise." Chuckling, he leaned in and pressed light kiss to soft lips before tapping his face with an open palm.
"Finish your food and get back to it, then and I'll see you later."
@PermanentVirus "As long as it doesn't involve blowing up bridges."
He'll spend the night too, but he can't promise more than him zonking as soon as his head hits a pillow.
"This is fun...in a morbid kind of way. I wouldn't do it if I didn't love it."
The note had tickled him when he wrote it. Much like the historical father to go get milk and not return. He found it amusing.
Tucked up in the oversized hoodie, warm and hidden away. Leaves crunching underfoot.
Had he mentioned that he had made sure to leave his phone behind?
Moran frowns down at the note, found on the kitchen counter after waking up alone.
He’s got the distinct sense he’s not going to like Jim’s definition of the word ‘later’…
@Hiraethtoskan Knowing he had successfully concluded the dispute, Jim's thumbs gently moved over those high cheekbones. Silently praising the man.
"Come spend the day with me. I promise I am much more fun to be around than all of this."
@Hiraethtoskan "Because you know I'm right."
There was an overpopulation of earth, he was simply being an advocate for nature.
Reaching out, he cups the other man's face in warm hands. "I'll be sure to let you know." Leaning in, he placed a kiss to the other's lips. Quick and chaste.
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@Hiraethtoskan "True." He gave a soft hum and a shrug of his shoulders. He was good at keeping secrets. Everything that left his lips, or didn't, was intentional.
Rolling his eyes, Jim took a bite of his own meal. "Just be glad it wasn't the London Bridge. It was due for demolition in a -