[ Open ] Sweet Dreams Are Made of This

[universal_charm]

WHO: Jim Kirk & You
WHAT: Jim left a written request, and now awaits replies
WHEN: From Kingway 9 and on for a couple days, can be morning or evening (or another time if pre-arranged)
WHERE: The Skyhold Gardens
NOTES: Possible cursing, possibly discussion of death

His stomach twisted as he paced the pathways of the gardens, turning the silver band on his wrist over and over. A nervous habit, the need to fidget, but he couldn't stop it. He kept looking down, expecting to see something else there - the sleeve of a uniform, or the brush of a soft leather jacket. He could still feel those things on him, the sleekness of the cloth, their familiar weight. He wanted to reach up and strip them off, but they weren't there and they had never been. Had they?

He bit his lip sharply, nearly drawing blood as the gravel crunched beneath his boots. He shouldn't think on it to much, he told himself. Not until he had spoken with someone else, someone who might no more. Perhaps it was just something brought on by recent events, by the stress of a child's torture and death, by the stress of being an outsider and not belonging. Maybe his mind had simply supplied him with wishful imaginings when he was most vulnerable. And yet... and yet...

No. Stop. Wait until you could speak to someone and sort it out then. Drawing conclusions before you had all the data was one of the worst mistakes he could make, and he wasn't about to start now.

He just had to hope someone had answers.

Comments

[universal_charm]

"The latter, I think," he said, realizing the implications of them both going back to their room the same as Sam. "Heh, hopefully I'll be to tired to dream tonight, if this experiment goes well."

[el_tybs]

"Hm," he hums thoughtfully, a hand coming up to lightly rub at his chin as he considers Kirk's hope. "I don't think we're going to get enough time alone in the hot spring to tire you out that much." There's a smirk that goes with his comment though.

"I can certainly try once we get back to the room though afterwards."

[universal_charm]

"Careful, you're just on the verge of being to good to me," he laughed, but sobered after a second, moving over to touch his shoulder to Sam's for a half step.

"But thank you. I would prefer not to dream tonight."

[el_tybs]

"Aren't I always?" Didn't he always take care of you, Kirk? Course this was a bit of a tall order though considering the amount of stamina showed during such things.

His smile drastically lessens at hearing Kirk mentioning not wanting to dream. He could... understand such a want. Sighing, Sam slowly brings a hand up to lightly touch the back of Kirk's neck, lightly massaging the spot as he nods in understanding.

"I can always get you a potion," he offers, knowing they had something that would just knock the man out.

[universal_charm]

He shook his head. "No, it's all right. I don't want to become dependent on something like that, and with my allergies I don't want to risk it either."

He rolled his head into the touch of Sam's fingers on his neck, letting out a soft hum. Sam knew jus where to touch him, that little spot that always made him feel warm. His mouth turned up in a tiny smile, just at the corners.

[el_tybs]

After how long they had been together it only made sense he knew where to touch in order to relieve some stress. Feeling the tension in Kirk's shoulders loosen some, and hearing the please noise has him grinning.

"So you're alright with being dependent on physical treatments, hm?" he teases slightly. Clearly seeing how well he reacted to the bit of touch and had eagerly jumped on the offer Sam had given before.

[universal_charm]

"Those are more fun and don't taste nearly as bad," he grinned at him. "I'm a much better patient when I have something sweet to nibble on."

[el_tybs]

"Admitting that you're a better patient only when you have your mouth full?" More like if he had something to do with his mouth in general. He's teasing, but at the same time a little serious since Kirk was indeed like that.

[universal_charm]

Laughter bursts out around his shock. What a thing to say! But damn funny, and somewhat hard to deny. "Yes, well, hopefully I get my fill tonight," he teased right back as they came up on the stables, his earlier fears forgotten for the moment, and happy to let them shelter in the back of his mind for another time.

_{[ ooc: wrapping? ]}

[el_tybs]

"Well I'd be a bad healer if I didn't try and fill all your needs," he teases right back. It was good to hear Kirk laugh and forget about his worries, even for a little bit. It would be back, he knew, but for now they had a dead horse to see.

[OoC: Wrapped]