For Jack.

[scottysous]

Scotty spends too long in the shower, probably, leaning his face up into the spray, keeping the water just a little too hot, scrubbing and standing and struggling not to cry. It's almost a music video except for where he feels like shit; no, actually, it's probably more like a Lifetime movie. That actually sounds more appropriate. He feels violated

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[captainjack]

Once he was sure Prior was as okay as he could be, Jack made his way to Scotty's. He wasn't surprised to find the man gone. He'd skipped working on the bath house and instead kept to his lanai, working on other projects as he watched Scotty's place.

Until he saw the man come home.

And then Jack made his way over and knocked on Scotty's door and waited a few seconds before he said "Scotty? It's Jack..."

[scottysous]

Scotty dumps the sheets on the bed and swiftly makes his way out of his bedroom, with Vixen close behind him, curious about all the activity. Jack knocks and Vixen ducks behind Scotty's heels while Scotty takes a few seconds to decide if he wants to answer. The alternative is sitting alone in his kitchen feeling miserable. Maybe it'd be better to be miserable with Jack.

Scooping Vixen up, he slowly makes his way to the door and opens it, trying to fake a smile for Jack while Vixen strains to smell him.

"Morning, Jack," he murmurs.

[captainjack]

"Yeah, it is," he replied, looking Scotty over. He decided in an instant that there was no use being coy about it. "You look like shit. And I think we need to have a talk. Can I come in?"

[scottysous]

Scotty wonders if Jack knows, or if he just really looks like that much shit. Probably he knows.

He just nods; he steps back and opens the door wider for Jack, inviting him in, and makes his way to a chair. Vixen squirms to get loose, but settles down underneath Scotty's chair.