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Chapter Nine
James glanced over to Q as they walked towards Q's home, it had been seven months since their first date, and it had been a wonderful seven months in getting to know each other. He had learnt so much about the man walking next to him, and he had no doubt that he had told Q more about himself than he had to any other person that had entered his life.
"Coming in?" Q asks, though he already knows that James will say yes, the man had stayed with him for the last week since he returned from the mission to Peru.
"Sure," he smiled to him as Q opened the door and the two walked in. They took off the light jackets they were wearing and Q made them both something to drink. James watched him for a moment and smiled, as he walked back into the room and handed him a hot cup of coffee, since he wasn't much of a tea drinker.
Q sat down and drank a sip of his tea before asked, "Do you think we should move in together?"
James was a little shocked at the question for a moment as he glanced over to him, he nodded his head a little, "I would like that, I really would. It would be nice to come home from a mission and know that you'll be here for me," he said softly, a little smile on his face as he thought of it.
Q chuckled lightly as he said, "I'm not the little woman staying at home waiting for her husband to come back from whatever he was doing," he warned him, a little glint of humour in his eyes.
"I know that, I have a feeling you will make that known if I ever should reference it," he laughed as the two of them leaned against each other.
"Damn right I would," he smirked to him, "So..." he trailed off feeling a little unsure once more about the question he had asked his lover.
"The answer is yes, it would be wonderful," he told him as watched Q lean against him, both of them sighing in happiness.
"We should think of what we want in a house and find the perfect place for us," Q said, a soft smile on his face as he took a sip of his tea.
James nodded and then frowned, he gave a sigh. He would talk to him another time, they had a wonderful date, and it had turned out to be an even better day that he had thought.
XxXxX
James unlocked the door to Q's home, and to him it was still Q's home at that point, since he hadn't really moved in yet. It had only been two days since Q had asked if they could move in together, and tonight he had chosen to talk to him about it. He looked around and saw Q's jacket and bag near the door and he could hear movement going on in the kitchen.
"Hey James," Q said as he turned to look at the man as he walked into the kitchen.
James smiled back as he went over to him and wrapped his arms around him as the man was mixing up some vegetables in a pan, "Stir Fry?" he asked him, as he then kissed his neck in greeting.
"yes, the chicken is already done," he told him, "So are you ready to talk about what you would like to see in a home?" he asked him. His voice was excited and happy as he spoke.
"You know," he said softly, unsure if he should even bring this up, he slowly let Q go as he tried to think of how to bring it up. He sighed a little as he watched Q finish making their dinner.
"What?" he asked as he began to dish up their dinner.
James sighed as he sat down, Q sitting across from him, "I was just thinking, do you really want to move? I don't mind moving in here at all?" he told him.
Q paused his fork hovering there for a moment as he looked to him, "No, I don't think it would be a good idea. I think we should find a place for the both of us, something new," he said with a shake of his head.
"I really don't mind if I move in here with you, I wouldn't mind it at all," he said as he smiled a little reassuringly towards the man.
Q stopped and looked to him, shaking his head, "No," he was adamant as he added, "We're going to find somewhere new for us, one that will reflect us as a couple," he looked to him.
"But..." he began to say as he was cut off.
"No, we are not just going to have you move in here, I want us to have a place that is our own and that is final," he said stubbornly, giving the man a glare.
James sighed and dropped it for now. He made a mental note to bring it up again when he could. He didn't want Q to lose the last true connection he had with his late wife and child. While he had seemed uncaring at the lose of Skyfall, it had hurt to know that he had lost that one last thing that remained of his parents. He had gotten a few things back from the place after a while, but nothing that was truly worth anything. Thankfully, he had kept more of their things at his flat, which had been packed away. It just wasn't the same as knowing that his family home was still standing.
Q smiled as he carried on eating, he hoped he had gotten through to James. Though there was a chance that he would have to repeat just why he didn't want James to move into the house. He loved the place, sure, but it was part of his old life, not the new one he was making with James. The rest of the evening was quiet until Q and James sat down in the living room and the younger of the two brought out his sticker covered laptop and booted it up.
"Right, so what do you think about a house?" Q asked him as he glanced over to him.
"Kyle," he said, causing the man to startle a little as his real name was used, "Are you really sure that you want to leave here, this is your home?" he had to ask, he needed to be sure.
"James," he sighed and shook his head, "I love this place, it reminds me of Andi and Angi all the time. But it has hurt me to stay here all the time. I know I don't want to lose it, but I know that if I stay I won't let them go and I need to. I want to start my life again, and they will always be with me. But I need to do this," he reassured him, a smile on his face as h hoped he got through to James this time.
James nodded his head, "All right, if you are sure. I know it hurt me with the lose of Skyfall, I didn't think it would, but it does. And I don't want you to be going through the same thing," he told him.
"James," he smiled, "I have thought this through, and I am happy enough to move on. I plan to keep the house, but let it out," he told him.
"Okay," he smiled, happy with that.
The two then began to look through the internet at homes that were available in London, each of them beginning to tell the other what they would like to see in the home that they would share, hopefully for the rest of their lives.
XxXxX
James grinned over to Q, they had the keys to their new home. It was a wonderful three bedroomed house that they had chosen, with two reception rooms and a nice basement as well. James looked around the street quickly and his grinned widened as Q finished unlocking the door. He picked the man up and walked through the front door, much to the shocked yelp and laughter of Q.
"James what are you doing?" he laughed as he wrapped his arms around James' neck.
"Well, I thought I would start this on the right foot," he grinned to him, "I know you're no bride and we're not married, but..." he said with a grin and a shrug.
"Yeah," he said as he leaned a little closer and kissed him, "I do," he sighed a little as he was then put back on his feet, "I think we should get started on the decorating while we have chance. We never know when you'll have a mission," he said, a soft smile on his face.
James nodded and the two of them went and grabbed the paint times that was on the doorstep. The two started in the living room, getting rid of the beige walls and making them a nice deep green. The place was plain, and neither of the two of them liked it, as it didn't fit them well.
XxXxX
"No James," Q huffed as he watched the man move the small end table to the right, "It's needs to go further left," he said as he went over and corrected it.
"Q, it looked fine where it was, nothing has to be perfect," he said with an amused look. They had been doing this all day, since their furniture was delivered.
"It has to be right James," he said with a look to the man, an almost maniacal gleam in his eyes.
James chuckled and walked around the end table and wrapped his arms around Q and dragged him away from it before Q could move it even more, "Leave it," he told him.
"but.." he began, only to be cut off by a kiss, "James," he sighed as they broke apart.
"I know I know," he said with a shake of his head and an amused look on his face, "It has to be right, but it is perfect just where it is, it doesn't have to be in the right place down to the last millimetre, all it has to be is within
reach," he told him.
Q gave a sigh, he knew he wouldn't win against him just yet, but he could always change it when James wasn't there, "Fine," he said with a put upon look.
"Good, now let's finish here and order something for dinner, I don't know about you, but I am hungry," he told him as he glanced down at his watch. They had been organising their home for the last six hours, and the March sun had set a couple of hours ago.
"All right," Q agreed, a smile on his face as he agreed, "Indian if you don't mind, haven't had it in a while," he suggested.
"That's fine with me," he nodded as he reluctantly let go of Q and went to grab his phone. He had left it in the kitchen after sorting that out first. Q watched him go and then went over to the sofa, it was new, he had put his old things into storage, for now. He would go through what he wanted to keep, another day. But for now, they had brought a few new things and merged a few others from their homes. Though James didn't have much to begin with, since he had never gotten around to fully furnishing the flat he had been assigned.
"Done," James said as he walked back into the room, putting his phone into his pocket as he flopped down on the comfortable sofa next to Q.
Q smiled to him and curled up next to him. The two of them were happy, moving onto a new part of their life together. Not forgetting the old, but still, moving on.
Thank you for reading so far, I do hope that you have enjoyed the story!
