The bed shifted slightly under their shared weight, a quieter time shared between the two compared to the prior night where it was merely a matter of getting Adam to bed and himself to the couch for the few hours of sleep he could afford before he had to leave for work. Now it seemed like the start of a routine, the state of something actually resembling reality... and it comforted him.
As Adam moved toward him Jack welcomed the closeness, that odd calm that had settled around them. It was a welcome reprieve from the distress and overwhelming fear that things weren't as simple as he was letting them be. He didn't want to care though, he didn't want to allow his mind to flood with all the questions and what ifs of the moment. Instead he let Adam move in, winding an arm against him, and allowing that closeness, that intimacy that felt natural for them all things considered. Jack felt that it was because of their similarity, that common thread wound tight around their lives made the little details less important in the long run, because for them it could be a very long run.
Jack allowed himself this moment, trying not to cloud it with other doubts, to just actually have something to hold onto, someone that in the morning would still be worth something to him. His hand strayed through Adam's hair, just trying to keep the silence, and hoping that maybe Adam would actually fall to sleep and get more than a few hours between the touch and go of reality.
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Date: 2007-12-12 11:07 pm (UTC)As Adam moved toward him Jack welcomed the closeness, that odd calm that had settled around them. It was a welcome reprieve from the distress and overwhelming fear that things weren't as simple as he was letting them be. He didn't want to care though, he didn't want to allow his mind to flood with all the questions and what ifs of the moment. Instead he let Adam move in, winding an arm against him, and allowing that closeness, that intimacy that felt natural for them all things considered. Jack felt that it was because of their similarity, that common thread wound tight around their lives made the little details less important in the long run, because for them it could be a very long run.
Jack allowed himself this moment, trying not to cloud it with other doubts, to just actually have something to hold onto, someone that in the morning would still be worth something to him. His hand strayed through Adam's hair, just trying to keep the silence, and hoping that maybe Adam would actually fall to sleep and get more than a few hours between the touch and go of reality.