I don't even...this was just. I woke up one morning with this idea in my head, and then this happened. It turned out way fluffier than I wanted, but I still like it. I think. I've never written either of these characters before, and I don't know much about them, so I apologize if they seem out of character.
A square of light appeared on the ceiling and the bedside table vibrated loudly as Sebastian Moran received an incoming text. He groaned and rolled over in bed, craning his neck to see who the sender was.
Seb, I can't sleep, as the neighbors are being raucously annoying. - JM
Sebastian sat up, blinking sleep out of his eyes, and prepared to deal with the problem. His phone buzzed in his hand, making him jump.
I believe they're having a party, to which, I might add, I was not invited to. - JM
Before he could put the phone down, he received another text.
I mean we. - JM
This almost elicited a smile from the colonel.
Jim smiled as all of a sudden, it became blessedly silent. He lifted his mobile to send off another text.
Thank you. -JM
He turned over on his side as he felt a weight on the other side of the bed. Two minutes later, Sebastian Moran was asleep in the consulting criminal's arms.