| Current mood: |  discontent |
-He steps out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around his slim waist, using another to dry his hiar. He glances at the bed, a sad smile creeping onto his face at the sight of Jeff still fast asleep. He stops at the dresser on his way to the closet, pulling out a pair of boxers. Flicking the switch, he steps into the closet, pulling the towel off and stepping into the boxers, tossing the used towel into the hamper, resting the other one over his shoulder. He dresses into a pair of jean shorts, pulling a tee shirt from the hanger. From the other side, he grabs one of Jeff's undershirts and pulls it on before pulling the shirt on. With a yawn, he steps out of the closet, turning to the light off. He looks back to the bed, sighing softly, absently playing with the ring around his finger. A heavy sigh escapes him as he heads for the bed, crawling in slowly, hoping not to wake Jeff, glancing at the alarm clock as he does-
I'll give him a half hour.
-He stretches out beside his sleeping huband, eyes moving slowly over the older man's features. He brings his hand up, ghosting his fingers over the other's cheek and down his jaw, brushing over his lips then back over his cheek, sliding slowly into his hair. He lets the soft tendrils tickle over his fingers and palm before running hand slowly down Jeff's back. He inches closer slowly, scared to wake him, until he's pressed flush against him. He presses a soft kiss against Jeff's forehead before laying his head down on the pillow, eyes closing in defence of the burning tears beginning to build-
A month and a half. That's it. -He takes in a deep breath, letting it out slowly- That's it.
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