The last hour of the day had seemed to drag on forever. After that
sexy exchange with Bones, Jim couldn’t wait to get to his place, determined to make good on his promise. That brief interlude with Cupcake aside, he’d spent the rest of the afternoon half-hard, plotting ways to make Bones growl his name in that low, ragged drawl that was quickly
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"Hi."
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He walked over and sank down on the edge of the sofa, studying her curiously and wondering what she was doing all the way out here. Bones hadn't mentioned that she was visiting, which meant this was a surprise for him, too. "I'm Jim," he said, realizing he had been staring, trying to pick out Bones' features in her face. "And you must be Joanna. Your dad's told me a lot about you."
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Belatedly, he wondered what she thought of him just walking in and making himself so at home. And he winced a little when he recalled that 'damn' he'd let fly, but considering Bones' vocabulary he had an idea she'd probably heard that one before, so he decided to shrug it off.
"I guess you just got here this afternoon, huh?" Jim asked. "Is your daddy here?"
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She cut him off and hung up, stretching out a little and migrating back into the other room. "Jo, hon? You haven't touched anything, have you?" Her eyes widened, then narrowed when she saw the strange blond man her daughter was talking to. "Hey. Who are you?"
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Smiling, he added, "I hope you don't mind if I wait for him to get back." Awkward as this meeting was, he had no intention of going anywhere, not until Bones showed up.
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He kissed Jim back, wrapping his arms around him. Thank you, for everything," he murmured between kisses. "I know you weren't expecting that."
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It had been fun, talking and playing with Joanna, and he'd enjoyed the conversation with her mother, too. But this, right now, told him just how right he'd been to stay. "Sorry if it was awkward, me being here. I don't know if you'd planned to say anything to her or not..." Jim trailed off, pulling Bones close.
His communicator was an unwelcome distraction. "Ignore it," he murmured, trying to do just that as he nipped at Bones' jaw.
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"Leonard?" she called, knocking on her ex-husband's door. "You want to talk?"
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Jim solved the problem by standing up and heading into the bedroom. Bones could hear him answer his communicator and began speaking softly to whomever it was that called him. Once Jim was in the bedroom, though, Leonard couldn't hear anything, so he headed to the door and pressed the button to unlock it.
"Hey," he said, looking down at his ex-wife. "Anything wrong?" he asked, worried.
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Except for his captain in the other room. Well, Jim could hang out there for a few minutes. He sat down on the sofa and waited for her to sit down as well. "So... um, me and Jim." He took a deep breath, wondering why this was so scary, telling her this.
"Yeah," he told her, looking at her. "A little more than friends."
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Probably should have said something, but fuck, he'd started talking to Joce and it was nice, being civil and friendly and even laughing a bit - time just escaped him. But as he turned the corner, his heart tightened in his chest.
Jim, curled up on his bed and fast asleep, still clothed. Bones took the padd from his hand, and carefully placed it on the night table. Pulling off his shirt, he sat on the edge of the bed and ran his hand over Jim's golden hair.
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He didn't stir, not until he felt that warm hand smoothing over his hair. Even then, Jim just mumbled something unintelligible, pressing into the touch like a cat wanting to be petted, not quite asleep and not quite awake.
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And seeing Jim talking, laughing with his daughter, the light of his life... nothing awkward or unsure. He'd been everything Leonard could have wished for and then some with Joanna. This morning, Leonard hadn't thought he could have loved Jim more.
Right now, settling behind Jim and wrapping his arms around him, he knew he was wrong. If it were possible, he thought, tucking his face into the back of Jim's neck, he loved Jim even more.
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He was warm and comfortably sleep-clouded, but Jim shifted around so that they were facing each other, tangling their legs together. Brushing their mouths together just for a brief moment, he sighed, shuffling closer.
"You really think I'm stupid hot?" Had he been fully awake, he probably wouldn't have admitted he'd heard that, but his defenses were down, body and mind relaxed after a busy day.
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