“Person.” Brad hopes the dog still has food and water. He’s not sure he can move.
Nate picks himself up on his elbows to look down at him. Fucking show-off. “Are you trying to give him an identity crisis?” he asks idly.
“As in Corporal,” Brad tells him, waving his hands in a series of gestures conveying hair and slobber and buck teeth. Maybe.
“The question stands.” Brad huffs a laugh. “And another: How the hell did you manage to get him back here?”
He feels his face drawing tight, going defensive. Again. For fuck’s sake, it wasn’t that big of a fucking deal, and—
This time Nate laughs, curving an arm across him, hand settling on top of Brad’s head. Lightly, he thumbs over Brad’s forehead, the tension there. “Got it,” he says, and bends his head to kiss him.
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Re: This is more like schmooooop
Date: 2011-05-25 06:24 pm (UTC)“So what’s his name?” Nate asks, later.
“Person.” Brad hopes the dog still has food and water. He’s not sure he can move.
Nate picks himself up on his elbows to look down at him. Fucking show-off. “Are you trying to give him an identity crisis?” he asks idly.
“As in Corporal,” Brad tells him, waving his hands in a series of gestures conveying hair and slobber and buck teeth. Maybe.
“The question stands.” Brad huffs a laugh. “And another: How the hell did you manage to get him back here?”
He feels his face drawing tight, going defensive. Again. For fuck’s sake, it wasn’t that big of a fucking deal, and—
This time Nate laughs, curving an arm across him, hand settling on top of Brad’s head. Lightly, he thumbs over Brad’s forehead, the tension there. “Got it,” he says, and bends his head to kiss him.