Lucky me, [he says before he removes his damp behind from House's damp passenger seat.
He does grab something bread-like and something fruit-like on his way to the quarters. Something that looks passably breakfast-ish, anyway. They're shoved into his pockets as he stalks through the halls with purpose, with intention.
Straight to Eddie's room, where he is mercifully the only who bothered to come home last night, it seems. For a long, long moment he stands in the doorway, breathing out harshly through his nose. He takes in Eddie sleeping, even if may just be pretending to be asleep. The softness of his face, the way his hair pools in messy curls. The way his limbs poke out from the blanket, stretched out across the three mattresses pushed together.
He almost feels fond. Except, of course, that he is exceptionally cross. ] I know you're awake, [is what Jim says before he crosses the distance into the room and tugs Eddie by the ankle. ] Up. Now. We're going.
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He does grab something bread-like and something fruit-like on his way to the quarters. Something that looks passably breakfast-ish, anyway. They're shoved into his pockets as he stalks through the halls with purpose, with intention.
Straight to Eddie's room, where he is mercifully the only who bothered to come home last night, it seems. For a long, long moment he stands in the doorway, breathing out harshly through his nose. He takes in Eddie sleeping, even if may just be pretending to be asleep. The softness of his face, the way his hair pools in messy curls. The way his limbs poke out from the blanket, stretched out across the three mattresses pushed together.
He almost feels fond. Except, of course, that he is exceptionally cross. ] I know you're awake, [is what Jim says before he crosses the distance into the room and tugs Eddie by the ankle. ] Up. Now. We're going.