JACK
Later Jack will percolate on those particular thoughts - the ones that only someone like Flora is able to have, the ones that bring the way he interacts with the world into sharp relief. For now, though, he merely takes her actions at face value, eyes already growing heavy as his head tilts into her fingers, his arm tightening around her waist.
"Night, Flora," he replies for the second time, feeling the warmth radiate out from her skin and relishing it in contrast to the soft breeze that still buffets around the room. One might expect it to take a while for Jack to fall asleep given this new and relatively unexpected position; on the contrary, however, he's dead to the world again in moments, as if some missing piece of his night has slotted into place, leaving his mind quiet and his sleep dreamless.
It's another long few hours before the captain stirs again, and a couple more still before he finds himself in the chair behind his desk, shirtless and feeling uncharacteristically vulnerable. Given that Flora is about to put something sharp quite close to his face, he things he's got a right to the feeling, honestly. "I'd be done by now if you'd have just let me use the knife," he points out regarding his hair, Jack resisting the urge to crane around and look for her.
"Night, Flora," he replies for the second time, feeling the warmth radiate out from her skin and relishing it in contrast to the soft breeze that still buffets around the room. One might expect it to take a while for Jack to fall asleep given this new and relatively unexpected position; on the contrary, however, he's dead to the world again in moments, as if some missing piece of his night has slotted into place, leaving his mind quiet and his sleep dreamless.
It's another long few hours before the captain stirs again, and a couple more still before he finds himself in the chair behind his desk, shirtless and feeling uncharacteristically vulnerable. Given that Flora is about to put something sharp quite close to his face, he things he's got a right to the feeling, honestly. "I'd be done by now if you'd have just let me use the knife," he points out regarding his hair, Jack resisting the urge to crane around and look for her.
you wanted perfect, you got your perfect
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
but now I'm too perfect for someone like you
- Secret Telepath
- Functionally Immortal (Forever 35)
- Two small star tattoos beneath his left eye
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