Due to all the rain that Hurricane Katrina has brought, I was kinda inspired to write this one…
I pray for those who were injured or are waiting to be in that storm…
As Roy looked out the window, he came to and interesting conclusion: rain was a terrible thing if it lasted too long. He was cold, seeing is how the only article of clothing of his he could find was his long-sleeved white shirt. All well…at least the fireplace kept his living room warm. It wasn't too bad if he wasn't actually looking out the window, but rather at focusing on the warm fire before him. For some reason, Roy still felt cold, and he began to wonder if waking Jean up was a good idea or not. He decided against it…he'd be up soon enough….
A low rumble that came from the sky was all it took to wake Jean Havoc from a dead sleep. He sat up with a start and immediately looked for Roy…but only found a body pillow in his place. Flopping over so he was leaning over the side of the bed, he found his large blue t-shirt and put it on. Where the Hell was the rest of his clothes?
Cold, he decided to take the blanket with him on his search for Roy through the house. Wrapping it around him, he made his way to the living room where he found Roy on the couch. With a small smile he sat down next to him, covered then both with the blanket, and then rested his head on Roy's shoulder.
"I take it the thunder woke you?" Roy asked, not opening his eyes.
"That and the fact that you were missing…" Jean closed his eyes with a small smile, snuggling into the other some. He paused for a moment as Roy moved his arm to wrap it around him, and when he was finished, Jean grinned and wrapped his own arm around Roy, leaning on his yet again. After a moment Jean looked up to him, "The bed is warmer…" Roy opened an eye to him,
"Cold?"
"I could only find my shirt…" Jean said, almost pouting.
"Same here, and I'm fine…"
"You've got long sleeves!" Jean pointed out.
"And a blanket, and a man who is afraid to be alone in a storm…" he smirked at him, "Funny how you didn't seem to mind earlier…" as he had hoped, Jean immediately turned red.
"That was…different…and I wasn't alone…" he blinked, "Wait…who said that I'm afraid of something like a silly—" before he could finish his sentence, there was another low rumble and his grip tightened around Roy's waist. Looking up to the ceiling he sighed, "I didn't mean it!" Roy smiled,
"You really are a weird one, Jean…" he watched Jean's gaze go from the ceiling to him.
"Yeah…I know…is that…a bad thing?" he asked. For a moment, Roy didn't answer, but rather lightly push Jean off of him, and back so he was lying on the couch and facing him in an awkward way. Blushing, Jean straightened himself to be more comfortable on his back, and when Roy saw that he was settled, he leaned over him and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"No…of course not…" he said with a loving smile as he pulled the blanket over the two.
"That's good…" Jean said with a grin. He was going to say more, but the fact that Roy was trailing kisses along his neck and jaw line made him for get what he was going to say – and about the fact that it was still storming outside….
I really want to thank Torii…because…you rock…thanks for the review!
Also…I would like to point out that I was kinda thinking of doing requests…tho I am not so sure how I'm gonna pull it off just yet…
I'll figure it out…
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