Valentine's Surprise
Bond pushed his hand into his pocket and touched the box. Should he do it now? How would Q react? What would he say?
He pulled the box from his pocket and turned it over in his hand. Bond heard a sharp intake of breath and he looked up at Q. The younger man was staring at the box in his hand and then raised his eyes to Bond.
"Is that…?" Q's voice trembled. He took a shuddery breath in and exhaled heavily but didn't answer. He turned away and walked over to the window of his living room and staring out.
Bond's heart started to beat rapidly in his chest and a cold sweat broke out over his skin. What if Q didn't want him? What if he had moved on? It had been six months they'd last seen each other, six months after his faked death. Fuck, he'd been so stupid thinking Q would still want him.
"Just forget it."
"You're all I've ever wanted. Please don't leave me again." Q turned around and whispered.
Bond's eyes shot to Q's and he saw it. The love. Q walked over to him and took the box from Bond's hand and opened it seeing the two plain gold bands. He pulled them out and held them in the palm of his hand.
"Happy Valentine's Day," Bond whispered.
Q glanced at him and smiled. "Best one ever."
Bond framed Q's face with his hands and leaned in to kiss him. The younger man whimpered at the first touch of their lips. It had been so long since they'd kissed. Since they touched and Q revelled in it. He'd missed Bond so much. Q opened his mouth and sucked Bond's tongue inside and he heard him moan when their tongues tangled together. He wanted to taste every inch of Bond's mouth and relearn his flavour.
Definitely the best Valentines ever.