[ Poe rests his forehead against John's, oblivious to the significance of the motion. ] Mm?
[ He eases John down into the tub, studying those gold-green eyes and feeling something warm and familiar move in his chest. As soon as John is settled, Poe climbs in himself, the water sloshing dangerously high against the sides of the enormous tub.
He could look at John all day. Instead he shifts the man enough to maneuver in behind him, his legs on either side of John, his arms around John's stomach. He snags a chunk of spicy-smelling soap from the lip of the tub, a washcloth from the same place, and sinks both into the water. ] What is it?
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Date: 2018-03-13 08:57 pm (UTC)[ He eases John down into the tub, studying those gold-green eyes and feeling something warm and familiar move in his chest. As soon as John is settled, Poe climbs in himself, the water sloshing dangerously high against the sides of the enormous tub.
He could look at John all day. Instead he shifts the man enough to maneuver in behind him, his legs on either side of John, his arms around John's stomach. He snags a chunk of spicy-smelling soap from the lip of the tub, a washcloth from the same place, and sinks both into the water. ] What is it?