[For Jack Harkness]

[one__song]

Roger had a mind to give House what-for, but he didn't know what for. Everything seemed to stem back to that letter he'd written to the paper. It reminded him that he and Mark had fallen apart, first of all, and second of all, it was some stupid thing he'd done out of a misguided sense of loyalty or someshit, and then he was paying in a visit to

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[captainjack]

Jack came out of the clinic and headed for the kitchen to get some juice. He was in the process of pulling his bloody tank top off when he saw Roger. Roger fucking Davis. Jealousy flared, but he stuffed the tail of the shirt into his pocket and let it hang as he got himself a glass.

"Hi," he said, just to be nice.

[one__song]

The coffee was half-poured, and Roger was eagerly anticipating putting the cup to his lips, when the voice interrupted him, and he turned his head. Jack Harkness. Captain Jack Harkness. Roger wondered what he was captain of. Besides House's cock, obviously.

"Hey," Roger said easily, setting the coffee pot back down. "Nice to finally meet you." Roger liked to skip steps.

[captainjack]

"Yeah. You too," Jack replied, moving past him to the fridge. "Roger Davis, right? House's friend." The name may have been a question, but the other part wasn't.

[one__song]

"The one and only," Roger said, unclear of whether he was speaking of his name or his position as House's friend, but it was lighthearted, not at all mean-spirited. "And you're Captain Jack Harkness. House's boyfriend." Also, not a question, and Roger held out a hand to shake.