[It's the small things like that that steal his breath away, bring such fondness in him that it temporarily removes all reason and words. Instead of answering, he traces over the back of the hunter's hand with the pad of his thumb, slow and loving.
It's a great moment. And then everything is freezing.
There's a wince at the sudden cold, and he huffs in annoyance, winding himself around James in a futile attempt to stay warm, though it only works for so long before he's reaching over to shut the water off and grab a towel to throw around the both of them.]
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Date: 2015-10-28 10:07 am (UTC)From:It's a great moment. And then everything is freezing.
There's a wince at the sudden cold, and he huffs in annoyance, winding himself around James in a futile attempt to stay warm, though it only works for so long before he's reaching over to shut the water off and grab a towel to throw around the both of them.]