[ If Bones weren't so strung up about this whole situation, he probably would have snorted at that. Or frowned, in that disapproving way of his, the way he always gets when Jim will take something he said and make it completely inappropriate.
Instead, his fingers curled into the front of Jim's tunic, knowing what was about to come before the man even said it. It was inevitable, of course, but if Bones had his way, he would have drawn it out even longer, hoping that maybe he'd calm himself down enough to participate indifferently.
That was anything but the case now. Just the feeling of his best friend's hands cupping his face was enough to make the breath get caught in his throat. He responds thoughtlessly, pressing his lips back against Jim's with his eyes shut tight. If this was going to be his only chance, he figured he might as well make the most of it. Enjoy it, for as long as he can before it could (potentially) set their friendship back. ]
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Instead, his fingers curled into the front of Jim's tunic, knowing what was about to come before the man even said it. It was inevitable, of course, but if Bones had his way, he would have drawn it out even longer, hoping that maybe he'd calm himself down enough to participate indifferently.
That was anything but the case now. Just the feeling of his best friend's hands cupping his face was enough to make the breath get caught in his throat. He responds thoughtlessly, pressing his lips back against Jim's with his eyes shut tight. If this was going to be his only chance, he figured he might as well make the most of it. Enjoy it, for as long as he can before it could (potentially) set their friendship back. ]