John leaned away a little, so he could look at him, eyes wide and something like shock on his mouth, before he let out a half-amused, half-disbelieving wheeze that made his shoulders rise and fall. "Yes, I had a lighter, and it worked, sure. But the way one've given me means more."
It still seemed odd to him, that he had to explain things, that Bobby couldn't take one look at him and just know and be entirely sure. "'Works just fine' isn't sufficient when there's you involved," he murmured, his voice low, a soft rumble, as he nuzzled into Bobby's hair.
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Date: 2015-01-29 08:36 am (UTC)It still seemed odd to him, that he had to explain things, that Bobby couldn't take one look at him and just know and be entirely sure. "'Works just fine' isn't sufficient when there's you involved," he murmured, his voice low, a soft rumble, as he nuzzled into Bobby's hair.