Rodney awoke alone on the bed to the sound of rushing water and saw the bathroom door was firmly shut. He rose from the bed, and grinning, he padded carefully towards the entrance to the bathroom and slapped the pad with his hand, peeking his head around the now open door. "Nakira?" He enquired humorously to the unusually still air and saw the outline of the wraith through the curtain, curled up on the base of the bath. With anxiety itching at the back of his neck, Rodney said a little louder, "Nakira, you okay? Don't joke around". The wraith's head tilted up towards the falling water and the shape yawned, a vague blur of a hand could be seen waving through the semi-transparent curtain.
"I'm okay sorry I woke you Rodney, I just wanted to…get a shower, I must have fallen asleep again…" Nakira stood and stretched upwards in the shower of water, flicked back the curtain and slipped on the water, crashing awkwardly half-in, half-out the bath tub. Rodney rushed over and went to help him up but when he reached out to grab Nakira's shoulders, the scientist yelped.
"Nakira, you're freezing!" he exclaimed, the wraith's skin was chilled and his sharpened teeth were chattering. Rodney grabbed one of the towels and bound it tightly around his naked body. "What were you thinking? Are you completely stupid?!" He yelled, enfolding the slight wraith in his arms, trying desperately to wrap him up in skin. Nakira said nothing and burrowed deep into Rodney's warm embrace, sleepily closing his feline eyes. The scientist sighed and picked the wraith up, carrying him towards the bed and laying him carefully down, swathing him in the quilt. The man rubbed his temples and said in a tired voice "seriously, what am I going to do with you Nakira?" The wraith popped his eyes open and reached out with his cold hands, and with a lonely whimper, he pulled Rodney onto the bed.
"I don't know Rodney, but I'm sure you'll think of something" Nakira whispered, smiling, but the suggestive grin that teased his mouth, did not reach his eyes, eyes which looked so sad than Rodney couldn't bear not to kiss him. The warmth from that kiss might have developed into something more, had a knock at the door not ruined the moment. Nakira grinned and slowly stood, walking over to the bathroom door with clothes stolen from Rodney's drawers in hand, expertly dropping the towel from around his waist, laughing genuinely at Rodney's gaping lust-filled expression as he ducked out of the room.
The scientist watched after Nakira, forgetting all about the door until a familiar, angry, voice barked at him.
"McKay! If you don't open this bloody door, I'm gonna break it down!" Ronon roared and thumped the door loudly with his fist to prove his point. The scientist gulped, threw on a pair of pyjama bottoms to cover his boxers and opened the door. The Satedan's scowl, if possible, had grown more intimidating and furious over the last night.
"Uh, what's this about Ronon?" Rodney murmured to his chest, secretly checking the corridor and hoping beyond hope that someone would walk up and save him from the beast of a man. Ronon's scowl softened a little and he sighed in an awkward, how-do-I-connect-with-another-human-being, sort of way.
"Do you love that thing?" He asked matter-of-fact, with a straight back and the most non-threatening glower he could manage. Rodney was thrown aback by this question, and thrown quite far too. Ronon's face became completely unreadable in the moments that followed his question, it was neither overly threatening, or kind, all of his features seemed to slump in a way as he waited. Rodney was so lost in searching for the wisest answer that he didn't notice Nakira watching from behind, wearing a tousled shirt and trousers snatched from the scientist's own wardrobe, holding them up with one hand as he eavesdropped. "It's a simple yes or no question McKay, and I don't have all day" The Satedan remarked quickly, eying the wraith up and down, he who stood not five feet in from the doorway, his lips pursed in curiosity and obvious longing, his eyes alight with wholesome, simple adoration.
"Uh…um…you see…" Rodney stuttered, trying to think of a way to remove himself from the situation without ending up carted off to the infirmary, and Nakira carted off to the morgue, but nothing came to mind. So instead he spoke, unsteadily, from his heart, feeling an unfamiliar mixture of stupidity and bravery that made the adrenaline course rampant through his veins. "Yes, I love him, and if you have a problem then you can just…well you can just leave" He said, bobbing his head astutely at the end and trying his darndest not to cringe or flinch. Ronon looked over the scientist's shoulder and saw the soul-light that blazed from Nakira's eyes and the shear joy that flittered across the wraith's usually demure predatory face. He stared solidly at Rodney's face for a full ten seconds before nodding and grimacing.
"Good enough for me" He uttered gruffly and strode away, swaggering his usual (and deserved) walk down the empty corridor, leaving Rodney standing mystified at his door. The scientist shook his head and was about to return to bed when Nakira hit his body full pelt, at a speed only a wraith could manage, and hugged him around the waist, knocking the air straight out of his lungs and with a happy smile beaming from his face, Nakira laughed, a joyous sound, that lightened the whole room just by existing.
A/N Awwwwww so much fun writing fluff for once so what did you guys all think of my latest installment, tell me, tellmetellmetellmetellme, oh and I will include more on the infamous Yūki, in the next chappie, so all you hardcore wraithy fans can have your dish lolioo hehe
Steve the Plushie: 'accepts generous plushie knitted floor cushion and finds axe, begins to stare at wooden chair with slow evil grin'