Morning After (G-ish) (drabble)
Title: Morning After
Rating: G-ish
Disclaimer: Borrowed w/o permission, no profit in it for me.
Many Thanks: jaekayelle
For: Dearest nautilusl2 and ... this picture (safe for work).
Summary: What you resist, persists!
James woke with a spear through his head. In one side, out the other. A large spear.
At least, that's how it felt. Correction, he thought: what he felt was infinitely worse. He sat up, wincing. Why had he let Groves talk him into a night of carousing? He knew better. Drink didn't agree with him, in the first place. And in the second place --
A glint of color in the rumpled sheets beside him caught his eye. A bead. A familiar bead. A familiar piratical bead.
James groaned, and dropped his head into his hands. Not again!
Rating: G-ish
Disclaimer: Borrowed w/o permission, no profit in it for me.
Many Thanks: jaekayelle
For: Dearest nautilusl2 and ... this picture (safe for work).
Summary: What you resist, persists!
James woke with a spear through his head. In one side, out the other. A large spear.
At least, that's how it felt. Correction, he thought: what he felt was infinitely worse. He sat up, wincing. Why had he let Groves talk him into a night of carousing? He knew better. Drink didn't agree with him, in the first place. And in the second place --
A glint of color in the rumpled sheets beside him caught his eye. A bead. A familiar bead. A familiar piratical bead.
James groaned, and dropped his head into his hands. Not again!