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Date: 2018-02-27 01:17 am (UTC)
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No. Not anymore.

[Even if he did have to go, John wouldn't. Not unless the entire city (or Rodney) was under attack. He doesn't want to break the spell Poe is under. It's like he's touching him for the first time, and it feels... good.

Better than good.

It feels like a sun-drenched afternoon lying beside someone he cares about deeply, maybe even loves, should. Something John hasn't felt in years, and never thought he would feel again. That if he didn't die first, the chances of meeting someone he fit with were slim to none. Not with all his broken pieces and jagged edges.

His eyes drift half-closed, so he can look at Poe through his eyelashes while the rest of the room feels soft and out of focus. With no reason to move, he doesn't. Just smiles lazily as Poe touches him.]


You're gonna need the jaws of life to get me out of this bed.

That's a giant crane with teeth.
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