[Just watching Poe makes John thirsty. He's mid-swallow when Poe reels him in by the belt. He sets the bottle down on the counter-top, thirsty, but not that thirsty.
Not when Poe is looking at him like that, wanting something from him. Wanting him? John's never been able to tell the difference. His eyes follow Poe's eyes, tracking their movement, wanting to see what he sees, and know what he's thinking. All day he's been throwing John for a loop. Hot and cold in some moments, and lukewarm to chilly in others.
He wants to say something funny. To lighten what feels like heaviness in the room. People don't like heavy, and John wants Poe to like him. Too much. He swallows hard.
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Date: 2018-02-24 02:20 am (UTC)Not when Poe is looking at him like that, wanting something from him. Wanting him? John's never been able to tell the difference. His eyes follow Poe's eyes, tracking their movement, wanting to see what he sees, and know what he's thinking. All day he's been throwing John for a loop. Hot and cold in some moments, and lukewarm to chilly in others.
He wants to say something funny. To lighten what feels like heaviness in the room. People don't like heavy, and John wants Poe to like him. Too much. He swallows hard.
What comes out is the truth.]
As long as you want me to stay.