"I wanted the fresh air," Adam said, with an apologetic glance at the thermostat. "I didn't think..." Now that he did, he didn't want the cold, either. It was too much like the cold of the grave, and the cold that lingered inside of him, too deep. "I'd forgotten how cold winter was."
Which was an inane sounding thing to say, given where he'd spent some of them, but also true in a way. More true was that he hadn't quite thought about it.
He frowned a little, then followed Jack to the bedroom. Leaning in the doorway, he paused, just watching him for a moment, before making sure his smile was real when it answered Jack's. "That sounds like a better plan than doing anything else tonight..."
Moving in, finally, he reached for a blanket and helped Jack smooth it out on the blankets on the bed. "I don't want to keep you up, if you need to sleep..." He needed to, too, but doubted he'd be able to without a lot more of the vodka.
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Date: 2007-12-12 02:05 am (UTC)Which was an inane sounding thing to say, given where he'd spent some of them, but also true in a way. More true was that he hadn't quite thought about it.
He frowned a little, then followed Jack to the bedroom. Leaning in the doorway, he paused, just watching him for a moment, before making sure his smile was real when it answered Jack's. "That sounds like a better plan than doing anything else tonight..."
Moving in, finally, he reached for a blanket and helped Jack smooth it out on the blankets on the bed. "I don't want to keep you up, if you need to sleep..." He needed to, too, but doubted he'd be able to without a lot more of the vodka.