Where would he be, indeed. Leonard had spent a few nights - no, more than a few - just sitting there staring into a glass of alcohol he drank at so slowly something he didn't finish it. But the temptation was always there. Always lingering in a desk drawer or in a cabinet waiting for him to cave in on himself when he couldn't take it anymore. Truth be told, he made a damn good point each time that Jim didn't need a drunk depressed CMO and best friend. It helped enough in the past.
Tonight... Tonight was the closest he'd ever been to giving up that struggle. Leonard knew the ache was too much and maybe that's why he let the anger get to him. Can't drink liquor that is pooling all over the floor now can ya? But that didn't mean he'd get through any of this unscathed if Jim hadn't stopped in.
He 'stared into the abyss' so to speak. And came damn close to falling in.
The idea felt cold, alarming and down right probable. Until those warm touches and kisses started to seep into his skin. Breathing in sharply, he let his eyes flutter closed as Jim pulled him closer. His head moved instantly to press his face into his neck and nearly held his breath. The moisture dampened his lashes, but he tried to hold back anyway. Don't do it. Don't do this to Jim.
Jim had too much to deal with as it was. He didn't need Leonard falling apart on him. And yet he was so damn close. Only, that crack about staying in the same bed caused him to exhale a surprised laugh. An unwinding of tension that hurt as much as it felt amazing. A feeling that crumbled down walls he'd built up strong and tall and a few tears found their way from his eyes to end up following the line of Jim's neck. "Truth be told... you can stay in my bed every night if you wanted." It wasn't like they weren't already living in each other's pockets up to this point. They just rarely shared a bed since the academy.
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Tonight... Tonight was the closest he'd ever been to giving up that struggle. Leonard knew the ache was too much and maybe that's why he let the anger get to him. Can't drink liquor that is pooling all over the floor now can ya? But that didn't mean he'd get through any of this unscathed if Jim hadn't stopped in.
He 'stared into the abyss' so to speak. And came damn close to falling in.
The idea felt cold, alarming and down right probable. Until those warm touches and kisses started to seep into his skin. Breathing in sharply, he let his eyes flutter closed as Jim pulled him closer. His head moved instantly to press his face into his neck and nearly held his breath. The moisture dampened his lashes, but he tried to hold back anyway. Don't do it. Don't do this to Jim.
Jim had too much to deal with as it was. He didn't need Leonard falling apart on him. And yet he was so damn close. Only, that crack about staying in the same bed caused him to exhale a surprised laugh. An unwinding of tension that hurt as much as it felt amazing. A feeling that crumbled down walls he'd built up strong and tall and a few tears found their way from his eyes to end up following the line of Jim's neck. "Truth be told... you can stay in my bed every night if you wanted." It wasn't like they weren't already living in each other's pockets up to this point. They just rarely shared a bed since the academy.