Inside, Jack's heart beat a little bit faster. He was tired and his question, as casually as it had been posed, was an important one. He knew of course, logically, that he would look exactly as he always did. But that didn't quite sit with him, not after the year he'd had.
His eyes flicked up to Reinette's fingers as she brushed his hair back. He was incredibly aware of it, and more so than usual, but he made no effort to stop her or to draw back.
"Like Jack," he repeated on a long breath out, settling his head again against the pillow.
He soon looked up again though, watched with a furrowed brow as she moved away and back again. Watched and the realisation dawned on him. He let her take his hand, let her buckle the strap. Like every other touch, he was so much more aware of it. But this was good. He felt less naked, less withdrawn. A little more protected.
He glanced sideways towards her and nodded. He wouldn't say thanks again.
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Date: 2010-03-25 12:41 pm (UTC)His eyes flicked up to Reinette's fingers as she brushed his hair back. He was incredibly aware of it, and more so than usual, but he made no effort to stop her or to draw back.
"Like Jack," he repeated on a long breath out, settling his head again against the pillow.
He soon looked up again though, watched with a furrowed brow as she moved away and back again. Watched and the realisation dawned on him. He let her take his hand, let her buckle the strap. Like every other touch, he was so much more aware of it. But this was good. He felt less naked, less withdrawn. A little more protected.
He glanced sideways towards her and nodded. He wouldn't say thanks again.