Gathering Happiness | By : fearciuil Category: G through L > Law & Order Views: 2232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The window in the DA's office
showed a cityscape lit up; full-on night had fallen some four hours
earlier. Jack sighed and pulled off his
glasses, rubbing his eyes briefly before standing and heading for the door to
Mike's office.
Mike wasn't at his desk, and nor
was he pacing around with his BlackBerry in one hand and his baseball bat in
the other. Jack scowled. If he had to track down the EADA, it would put
him in a very bad mood indeed—it was late, and he wanted to go home. He exhaled hard and let his eyes scan the
office.
He did a double-take at the
sight that presented itself on the love seat.
Mike was sprawled back, the usual top two buttons of his light blue
shirt unbuttoned, his legs stretched out in front of him, his head resting
comfortably on the back of the love seat, eyes closed … sound asleep. Jack blinked and shook his head slightly.
One eyebrow rose slightly when
he noted one final feature of the younger man's posture: a prominent bulge at
his groin. In fact, it was a full-out
tenting of his trousers. Wordlessly,
Jack retreated to his office, returning with the thick wool blanket he had at
times used himself when finding it expedient to sleep in his office. Quietly, he draped it over the younger man.
Mike stirred at the contact, and
Jack winced slightly. He hadn't meant to
wake him. Mike blinked a few times,
orienting himself, noticed the blanket … and looked up.
Abruptly, his cheeks flamed and
he scrambled a little, moving to the other end of the love seat while managing
to keep himself covered by the blanket.
Something clicked in Jack's
brain. He retreated, taking a seat at
the rectangular table that intersected Mike's desk, giving Mike space.
And he waited.
From behind the blanket, Mike
blinked at him furiously, as though trying to clear his vision.
When Mike continued to hold his
silence, Jack sighed and looked down at his hand, which was resting on the
table. "Is that what your dream was about?" he asked quietly.
Mike looked absolutely panic-stricken.
"Mike, it's okay. No one is responsible for what their brain
does while they're asleep."
"I'm not gay," Mike
objected faintly.
"Neither am I," Jack
replied matter-of-factly.
Mike looked thunderstruck. "You mean … you've…?"
"That I won't confirm or
deny," Jack said with a slight smile.
"But I've definitely had my share of hot dreams."
Mike looked down and consciously
loosened his white-knuckled grip on the blanket. "It isn't just that," he
confessed. "I mean, in my dream. It isn't just … us … I—well, Connie's there,
too."
Jack kept his face carefully
neutral as he turned that statement over in his mind. "You're going to have to decide how to
deal with it," he said finally, managing to sound more than a little
paternal. "Just realize this: it
doesn't change my opinion of you in any way."
Mike looked both relieved and
confused, but he managed a smile.
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