[He looks up at Poe, at his dark eyes and eyelashes, knowing he can't hide from him when they're like this. Not without ruining the moment.
John doesn't want to ruin it.
He turns over Poe's hand, kisses his callused palm, breath fanning warm between his fingers. Stays looking at him, even though it's hard. Even though he wants to run, and hide, but he can't without leaving the bed. Without leaving him.
He doesn't want to do that, either.
Why is it John can look death in the eye without flinching, but not love?
John flinches, but he still looks. Trying to be brave.]
Better than I have in years. I think I needed this. Someone... just for me.
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Date: 2018-03-01 05:46 am (UTC)[He looks up at Poe, at his dark eyes and eyelashes, knowing he can't hide from him when they're like this. Not without ruining the moment.
John doesn't want to ruin it.
He turns over Poe's hand, kisses his callused palm, breath fanning warm between his fingers. Stays looking at him, even though it's hard. Even though he wants to run, and hide, but he can't without leaving the bed. Without leaving him.
He doesn't want to do that, either.
Why is it John can look death in the eye without flinching, but not love?
John flinches, but he still looks. Trying to be brave.]
Better than I have in years. I think I needed this. Someone... just for me.