[ rhys really, really doesn't want to have to sleep on the floor. so, when jack pulls off his glasses and starts to, well, think -- rhys gets kind of excited. it says something about him, probably, that he's letting jack dictate his basic functions such as... going to sleep. eurgh.
but jack takes a while and rhys finds his eyes drooping again, his body leaning towards the warmth next to him instinctively and he's... so... tired...
he's so tired that he almost doesn't process exactly what jack's suggesting there. when he speaks, rhys' eyebrows furrow with confusion before -- oh. ohhh. ]
I'm not going to make it weird, Jack. Why would I ever make it weird? [ rhys... ] No, we can share. It'll be fine.
[ thankfully for them both, rhys isn't really aware of the second part of what's going on here. jack's worries, rhys' secret. all of that together -- it's the last thing on his mind. he isn't even concerned about his other secret, the one about atlas. it's all kind of irrelevant right now and instead, he pushes himself up from his chair and seems a little brighter than a moment before. ]
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Date: 2016-08-03 02:07 am (UTC)but jack takes a while and rhys finds his eyes drooping again, his body leaning towards the warmth next to him instinctively and he's... so... tired...
he's so tired that he almost doesn't process exactly what jack's suggesting there. when he speaks, rhys' eyebrows furrow with confusion before -- oh. ohhh. ]
I'm not going to make it weird, Jack. Why would I ever make it weird? [ rhys... ] No, we can share. It'll be fine.
[ thankfully for them both, rhys isn't really aware of the second part of what's going on here. jack's worries, rhys' secret. all of that together -- it's the last thing on his mind. he isn't even concerned about his other secret, the one about atlas. it's all kind of irrelevant right now and instead, he pushes himself up from his chair and seems a little brighter than a moment before. ]
C'mon, let's -- let's sleep.