Rebirth – Chapter 20: Something of a Reawakening
-Notes-
Kaliska Vanka: XP Oh you dog, you. You would've ravaged the poor guy in his sleep! Not that that wouldn't have been interesting.--maniacal cackle--
AngelGardian666: Eee! Don't burn down! XO
Merry-2004: Yes, things will calm down for a good while now. Pretty much just smut for a little bit.
Bell Pie: :D OMFG, Adam's pregnant with Lawrence's lovechild!! Stay tuned for the dramatic conclusion.
So yes. Not a whole lot going on for the next couple of chapters. Calm before the storm and all that whatnot.
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It took Adam a full three minutes to realize he was awake. After a long while of staring up at his ceiling, he came to the conclusion that his eyes were indeed open. At first he was indifferent about it, slowly closing them once more to try and settle back into his comfortable sleep. But as soon as he remembered how long it had been since he slept, they opened again in curiousity. He turned his head and rubbed the side of his face to try and regain focus, looking at his bedside clock and trying to put those numbers into some kind of sense. Nine. Nine in the morning he supposed, light out as it was. He'd actually been sleeping for a good long while. Relief flooded him, and he began sorting out the pieces of memory idling about his head. Lawrence. Naturally he remembered Lawrence first off.
Looking over to the other side of his bed, he saw Lawrence sitting up next to him and shifting, his face in his hands as he groaned tiredly. The movement must have been what woke him. Adam blinked in surprise. He'd stayed here. He watched as Lawrence drew his gaze over to the clock, eyes widening slightly as he dropped his arms into his lap. As he was turning away from it, however, he caught Adam's eyes and paused. "You awake?" he asked needlessly.
"…Yeah." Adam's voice came out gruff and strained. He cleared his throat. "What time is it…?" …why was he asking that, he just looked at the clock…
"It's about nine." Lawrence answered, looking at the clock again as though to ensure he was remembering that correctly. "How do you feel?"
Adam smiled sheepishly and looked away, raising a hand to scratch his neck. "Ah…pretty good."
Lawrence ruffled Adam's hair affectionately, and Adam found himself blushing all over again, though hating himself for it. He liked the feeling of Lawrence's fawning, more than he was ready to admit. "Good." Lawrence replied.
"You stayed the night." Adam observed.
"Yeah, well…" Lawrence smirked, taking his hand away and rubbing his own neck stiffly. "Guess I nodded off. Sorry."
Adam slowly pulled himself up, lifting a hand like he was going to touch him, but deciding against it. "No, it's…I mean, I was just thinking that your wife would be wondering…"
"I wouldn't worry." Lawrence shook his head, gazing at him for a while. "…But all the same, I should get going."
"Oh. Uh, yeah." Adam agreed, seeing Lawrence reach over the edge of the bed and find his crutch. "You want something to eat? I…" he stopped for a moment before shrugging. "Um…I might have some cereal or something."
"Let me make a wild guess and say you don't do a lot of shopping." Lawrence chuckled as he found his way to his feet.
"Not especially." Adam confessed. "…I have some soup, some…peanut butter. Take your pick." He dragged himself to sit over the edge of the bed.
"That's alright…I've gotta get home." He sighed once more, trying to wake himself up enough to move. He looked down at Adam and caught the uncertain expression. "I'll be back…I'll…call you." …maybe that didn't exactly sound like the right thing to say. To make up for it, he bent down, giving Adam a long kiss that caused him to go rigid, and then limp. He instinctively reached out one arm up around Lawrence's waist while the other stayed at his hip, a searing kind of contact igniting between them that bluntly stated that this was not to be a one time occurrence. Adam's eyes opened hazily as Lawrence pulled back. "…Tonight." He decided.
Adam blinked. "Tonight?"
"Yeah. Unless you've got other plans."
Adam shook his head. "No. I mean um…I'll be here."
Lawrence paused for a second, then put his hand to the back of Adam's head and pulled him into a breif hug against his stomach. "Okay. See you tonight, then." He said, stepping back.
Adam watched Lawrence move off and walk to the door. "Later man." He nodded and stared out at the door numbly, even after Lawrence had left. After that he sighed in a dim waver between contentment and plain confusion, collapsing back onto the bed, which was still warm from where they had slept.
