[Miguel]

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So Miguel had been in prison before the island. Not just any prison, really, but one that looked pretty fucking scary, as far as Lennox is concerned. And it isn't even the prison thing that's thrown him off, despite the fact that the whole scenario had seemed completely terrifying and, even now, he's feeling a little off kilter as a result. He

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Life without his meds is kind of scary, after relying on them for most of his island stay. Today he's considering a draw--it's a slow, dragging day, mostly spent in bed because he couldn't think of a reason to get up other than Angelo driving him batshit.

By now he's actually up and dressed, cleaning out Jack's hutch while he explores the hut timidly, because if he doesn't do something he'll just feel totally fucked.

The knock startles him, and he wonders if it's Lloyd, or if Reid does house calls now. That it's Jim startles him a little more, 'cause after the shit he said he didn't think he'd be seeing him again. At first he thinks Jim's here to return something he left at his place, but the look on his face says otherwise. "Are you okay," he asks, that emotional funk clearing as he watches him.

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For a second, Lennox doesn't even know what to do and his hands twitch at his sides, because that isn't what he's been expecting. All the way here, he was expecting an angrier reaction, a confrontation or even a punch maybe, but instead, Miguel asks him if he's okay and Lennox has no idea how to respond to that. Not after their last interaction. Not after everything he's just seen.

And now, just in case he never gets to do it again because he's the one delivering this news, he lifts his hands and cups either side of Miguel's face to kiss him. Just once. Just in case he does get that punch he's kind of been expecting.

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That could mean anything, really, that Jim is here because for whatever stupid reason, he misses Miguel, or that something is really fucked up and this is the only place he can go.

And God, isn't that terrifying? Miguel knows better than to ask what the fuck that was. It was, well, nice, too. It's hard to keep up the whole not-gay thing when he remembers how much he likes kissing this guy. "So, not okay then," he prompts, stepping back to pull the door open. "Hurry in before the rabbit splits."

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At that, Lennox almost laughs, because while he's not okay, it isn't his life that he's just seen on display. It's strange that he's never found his movie or TV show or whatever it is, but he thinks maybe that's because it wouldn't bother him. Not like this bothers him.

When Miguel invites him in, though, he comes inside without saying a word. Closing the door behind him, he leans against the door and takes in a few deep breaths. It doesn't really help, but he can't just blurt this out. He can't be that much of a dick.

"Sorry," he says, giving a cough of a laugh finally. "I didn't know what else to do."