Warnings: Light sexual themes and so much fluff
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters or all their perfect perfectness.
Sebastian sat straight up in bed. Someone was knocking on the front door. Someone extremely persistent. He looked over to the disturbed blankets next to him, knowing the consulting criminal had probably already left. His assumptions were correct and he was alone in the bed. Not his bed, he noted. He was in Jim's flat. The knocking continued.
Sebastian swung his legs out of bed and pulled on the crumpled cargoes that were laying on the carpet. Normally Jim would never had allowed him to leave clothing on the floor, but last night had been a whir of celebration. Not much mind had been given to where their trousers ended up.
Sebastian marched to the door where the loud rapping had yet to cease. He glared through the peephole to see a very disheveled, albeit very happy, Jim. Sebastian opened the door cautiously and raised an eyebrow at the grinning man. "Everything okay, Boss? Did you lose your key?"
Jim stumbled forward and fell into Seb's open arms. Sebastian shut the door and propped Jim up against it. "Sebsies!" Jim cried happily. Sebastian narrowed his eyes suspiciously then turned to the sitting room. Immediately he felt Jim's weight on his back.
"Aren'tcha gonna carry me?" Jim slurred. Sebastian sighed but stooped, allowing Jim to wrap his arms around Seb's neck and hitch his legs on his hips. With Jim this close, the smell of some expensive drink was invading Seb's senses.
Sebastian piggy-backed his boss to the couch and flung him down. Jim flopped onto the sofa rather ungracefully and stared at his sniper. Sebastian noticed a flush in his bosses cheeks. He also saw that Jim's lack of a tie was probably a recent ailment. He had most likely shed it somewhere while he was out. Somewhere after the acquisition of alcohol.
"I gotcha somethin'," the inebriated man stage whispered. Sebastian figured he was trying to sound seductive, but he wasn't exactly on his game. "A li'l present for a job well done."
Seb folded his arms and continued to look Jim over. "Alright, let's see it," he finally agreed.
Jim looked around, obviously flustered. He patted his pockets and checked inside his coat. "Whoops!" he finally exclaimed before dissolving into giggles. "Guess I drank it."
"Mhmm, and what exactly did you drink?" Sebastian asked, a little worried about alcohol poisoning.
"I dunno," Jim said innocently, shrugging his shoulders.
"Enough to get you hammered, apparently."
"'M not drunk!"
"Oh, no? Can you tell me your full name?" There was a pause.
"James Danger Mori-hic More-hee-yahhh-tee."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow. "Your middle name isn't 'Danger' and that's not how you pronounce your last name."
"Well if it's my name, I can pronounce it the way I like." Jim gave another hiccup and some more giggles. "I wanna pronounce you the way I like."
Sebastian assumed this was some sort of pick up line, but couldn't glean a meaning from it. Drunk Jim wasn't the quite the eloquent, smooth talking type. "I can't even begin to know what you're trying to say, Jim."
"Wha'? You dun un'erstand me? I think 'm jus' a li'l too smart for you," Jim replied, nodding.
Sebastian chuckled under his breath. "Is this still celebration from yesterday?"
"'S not e'ery day that you get an in'erestin' job and finish it quickly. You're really brilliant Sebby. You really are. The best, really. Really!"
"That's a nice sentiment. Now can you stop trying to get into my pants." Sebastian bent down to take off Jim's shoes.
"Seb, I love you."
"Yes, I'm sure you do."
"No, really! Let's go get married, Tiger. I think I'd like to be James Danger Tiger."
"Not how that works, Boss. And that's still not your middle name," the faithful assassin said, taking Jim's shoes to his closet.
By the time Sebastian returned, his boss had passed out. Jim had a light smile set into his snoring features. Seb thought it was actually kind of cute. He hoped this thought would never be found out by his employer, lest he face termination by exsanguination.
Sebastian tossed a blanket over Jim and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. He wished him good night, and left to return to bed.
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