[ There is the reason John is changing tactics, playing hard and pushing soft. Harry won't answer the ultimate question of where they're going to go from here. Likely, the wizard isn't willing to look that far into the future; where everything for Dresden is the instant spark of the present with no foresight. Compared to him, John is a goddamn psychic.
John shrugs off the harness, hearing it clink with metal, leather creaking as he casts it off with much less care than he normally would. ] Leather duster and cowboy boots. [ Because, god, Harry was a parody of himself at times. And the warmth of the jabs are a comfort, because they are comfortable. Perhaps if this turns out well, a memory Dresden looks back on with embarrassed fondness and not shame, then John could get him again. He'll never have the man, he knows that, but renting his body and his intensity and his warmth for the price of good company and dinner may be possible.
Especially with Harry's sudden fascination with John's chest. John lies back, hands on Harry's elbows to pull him along, letting Harry indulge his new fixation.
Also, it is nice to see John's attempts to keep in combat shape are appreciated. ] Are you quite enjoying yourself, Harry? [ John asks, voice pitched low. ]
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timeasmymeasure
oh my god yes please /sobs over the idea of it
Date: 2012-11-05 01:01 am (UTC)John shrugs off the harness, hearing it clink with metal, leather creaking as he casts it off with much less care than he normally would. ] Leather duster and cowboy boots. [ Because, god, Harry was a parody of himself at times. And the warmth of the jabs are a comfort, because they are comfortable. Perhaps if this turns out well, a memory Dresden looks back on with embarrassed fondness and not shame, then John could get him again. He'll never have the man, he knows that, but renting his body and his intensity and his warmth for the price of good company and dinner may be possible.
Especially with Harry's sudden fascination with John's chest. John lies back, hands on Harry's elbows to pull him along, letting Harry indulge his new fixation.
Also, it is nice to see John's attempts to keep in combat shape are appreciated. ] Are you quite enjoying yourself, Harry? [ John asks, voice pitched low. ]