Jack

[london_spy]

(from here)

That uncomfortable flutter of nerves hit Danny again, and he was surprised by how hard it was to shake them off before nodding and following after Jack. He'd done this so many times, why was this any different? Perhaps because it had been so long, that was all he could think as he brushed the feelings away and found a smile.

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[london_spy]

"Can we go to bed?" Danny asked softly. "I just- I want to sleep. I want to dream away the day."

[just_hex]

"I'd like that. I think I'd like that a lot," he replied, then wrapped his arms around him and held on, smiling.

"Want me to carry you? Drag you to bed like a caveman?" Hex teased.

[london_spy]

"You reckon you can make it that far?" Danny laughed, tugging at Hex's shirt and then trying to pull it off over the other man's head. "Come on then, let's see those abs..."

[just_hex]

He let go enough that Danny could pull his shirt off. He chuckled and rubbed a hand over his abs.

"These?" he asked. "You like these?"

[london_spy]

"Well, 'snot like I'm ever going to have any, is it?" Danny laughed, running his palm over them slowly and offering a warm grin. "Just have to admire and covet yours."

[just_hex]

Hex took hold of Danny's shirt to pull it off.

"I like what you've got," he said, tossing the shirt aside. But then he could see every bruise, every bite, and his eyes widened.

"Christ, what did he do to you?" Hex asked touching Mark after mark.

[london_spy]

Danny had tried to stop him, but in an instant he'd found himself bare, his arms wrapped around himself to try and hide a little.

"He didn't attack me or anything, I asked for it. I just... I wanted- I wanted you to see I was still desirable," he admitted awkwardly, looking ashamed as he slipped off Hex's lap and turned away.

"Look, let's just go to bed, okay?"

[just_hex]

Hex watched him for a moment, then stood and caught him in his arms.

"Did you think you weren't?" he asked, holding Danny lightly. "I think you're the most desirable man on the planet..."

[london_spy]

"Don't," Danny warned. "Don't say shit like that, Hex- Because we both know who it is you fancy most. Let's not open that can of worms, alright? Not tonight."

[just_hex]

He felt shame so strongly ha blanched, hung his head, and nodded.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. Not you," he said. "And I am. Sorry," he said.

And the worst part of it was that he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself around Fin the next time he saw the man.

[london_spy]

"I wasn't digging for an apology. You fancy who you fancy, you can't help that. Just- Don't lie to me, Hex. Please," Danny replied. "Honesty is the only thing we can really promise each other."

[just_hex]

"But you are desirable, Danny. I don't mean to make you feel like you're not," he said, catching the man's hand to lead him to the bedroom.

[london_spy]

Danny followed, watching Hex the whole time. He said nothing for now though. Honestly, he wasn't sure there was anything to be said.

[just_hex]

In the bedroom Hex let go. He pulled the covers down, then turned on a side lamp so he could shut off the overhead.

"Need the loo first?" he asked as he fluffed the pillows.

[london_spy]

"No, I'm alright," Danny said, flopping onto the bed and stretching out lazily. "I'm fine."

[just_hex]

Hex peeled off his jeans and climbed into bed in just his pants. He pulled the blankets up with one hand and moved in close.

Can I hold you?" he asked, though he basically was doing so already.

[london_spy]

"Always," Danny said softly. "You can always hold me, pet."

[just_hex]

He squirmed a bit and settled into his pillow so he could hold Danny close. Hex let out a contented sigh.

"Sleep well, Danny. It's been a long day."