Jean Havoc sneezed.
Which was a shame, as he had been having the most interesting drea…oh. Jean blinked as his mind caught up with his eyes and informed him, politely, that it was not a dream and that was in fact the adorably diminutive Cain Fury curled in his arms. His arms, not to be left out of this little informative session, took the opportunity to state how perfectly sized the sergeant major was for hugging.
Huh. He remembered dinner. It had been pleasant, wonderful conversation and exceedingly pleasant company. He remembered going back to his place for a few drinks with the uncharacteristically talkative Cain…
He remembered the glint in those eyes, the sudden determination…
And he remembered the kiss.
His lips chimed in, reminding him it had been exceedingly pleasant in that surprised, tingly sort of way.
The little guy must have worked up the courage to do that for weeks. Jean looked down at the man in his arms, who looked surprisingly older without his glasses on. And a lot more vulnerable.
Jean sneezed again.
Which was rather unfortunate as it jostled Cain just enough to wake him.
Who peered up at him, smiled a stunningly sweet smile, only to frown a moment later when Jean was overrun by another bout of sneezing. Understanding flashed through Cain's eyes, swiftly followed by a sheepish, anxious form of embarrassment. "Cats." Cain explained.
"Must be allergic." Jean sniffled.
"I…erm, I guess you will want to go then…"
He looked so…sad. Jean did the first thing that came to mind, newly discovered allergies be damned. He hauled a rather surprised Cain into a bear hug, nuzzling gently against the base of Cain's neck. "Naw, I am rather comfy, actually."
This was, his head explained smugly, an incredibly good idea.