Even if he was far too tired to seriously consider any non-sleeping events beyond snuggling and talking, Adam's lips still curved a bit in a teasing smirk as he stood, hand in Jack's. "Why, Captain...going to bed, staying warm, and not sleeping? Someone could argue you had designs on my virtue..."
The cold was starting to get to him, catching up with the physical exhaustion so that he really couldn't help the near constant shivers running over his skin. Possibly opening the windows hadn't been his smartest move. He glanced at the lights, the rational part of his brain knowing he should turn them off, and the less rational part dying to leave every single one on. Leaving the lights up to Jack--it was his flat after all--he moved toward the bedroom, fingers still clinging to Jack's.
"Do you have extra blankets?" He asked, all joking aside, partly hesitant, as if he hated to ask for anything.
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Date: 2007-12-11 07:38 am (UTC)The cold was starting to get to him, catching up with the physical exhaustion so that he really couldn't help the near constant shivers running over his skin. Possibly opening the windows hadn't been his smartest move. He glanced at the lights, the rational part of his brain knowing he should turn them off, and the less rational part dying to leave every single one on. Leaving the lights up to Jack--it was his flat after all--he moved toward the bedroom, fingers still clinging to Jack's.
"Do you have extra blankets?" He asked, all joking aside, partly hesitant, as if he hated to ask for anything.