Hello lovely people! Just a quick fluffy MorMor headcanon that I wanted to write…
Sebby - JM
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Seb, baby - JM
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Tiger ;) - JM xoxo
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SEBASTIAN?! DO YOU WANT TO BE FIRED?!
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I'm doing something potentially life-threatening ;) -JM xoxo
Sebastian Moran burst into the flat he shared with Jim, flinging the bag containing his rifle and attachments to the side and running into the kitchen, gasping for breath. Why in the whole goddamn criminal underworld did Jim have to do this to him? Just because their relationship had, to put it lightly, developed over the past months, didn't mean that Seb wasn't still his bodyguard… who didn't appreciate being worried endlessing now that he, well… cared.
Seb's blue eyes widened at the (ok, slightly adorable) sight of Jim standing with nothing on but a white t-shirt and shorts, his inky hair in disarray and his eyes glinting maniacally while holding a fork over the toaster. He was surrounded by crumbling, completely scorched pieces of bread. He grinned madly as he poised the utensil over the red hot toaster, tensed to recklessly plunge it in and stab the blackened bread.
"HI SEBBY!" Jim said, grinning, as Seb sprinted over and smacked the fork out of his hand, then unplugged the toaster. "Knew that would have you running." Seb just stood there, eyes wide with shock and panting. Jim tilted his head to the side. "Sentimentality." Oh, Jim. Sebastian wrapped his arms around the smaller man.
"Dammit, Jim, don't do that to me." Jim blinked up at him slowly, then stretched up to press their lips together. The tension in the snipers eyes softened immediately.
"How else was I supposed to get your attention?" Jim whispered in mock concern. Seb just snorted and pulled him into another kiss.
YES! Aww… I love them so much…. Side note: there is another longer MorMor story in the works, but let me know if you'd like more short little fluffs like these...