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12 hours later
Rodney paced the length of his living room, running the plan over in his head. It wasn't his best idea, by far, but all of the others involved climbing into bed with his endearingly smug neighbor.
Did he say endearingly? Annoyingly. Annoyingly.
So what if the thought of sleeping with What's-his-name again made him hard? The sex wasn't that great. Just ordinary sex with the hottest man Rodney had ever met. It didn't mean anything at all that Rodney rarely slept with guys anymore; it certainly didn't imply that he'd been spoiled for sex by his neighbor. He was merely worried that he'd wake up to find another pair of sunglasses stolen by a post-coital klepto. Nothing else.
But that brought up the note. The note. 'It was fun.' It was fun? What the hell kind of morning after note was that? Three words. Just three words to describe the best night of Rodney's life.
He heard commotion in the apartment beside his, and knew it was time to act. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down because he really needed to look relaxed for what was coming up.
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His dog-owning neighbor opened the door, his usual smirk instantly appearing, "How nice of you to drop by, Rodney."
Speechless, Rodney gazed at his flushed and sweaty neighbor. "Um…can I come in?"
"Of course," he answered, stepping back to allow McKay entrance, then closing the door behind him.
The next few moments were silent as Rodney continued to stare at the man, obviously fresh from a work-out. The dog must have gone along too since he was stretched out on the couch, sleeping peacefully. At least there wouldn't be any barking for a while.
"Still can't remember my name, can you?" The smirk transformed into a grin. "I guess I should have signed my name to that note after all."
Rodney collected himself instantly. "You're rather sweaty."
"I just got back from a run."
"Well, would you mind going to change? The body odor and sweat rings are distracting me."
His neighbor's eyes sparkled as he replied, "Stop, Rodney, you'll make me blush."
Not quite the response McKay had expected.
"I was actually about to jump into the shower. Do you mind if I leave you alone for a few minutes?"
Just the opportunity Rodney needed! Containing his excitement, he nodded quickly, "That's fine. I'll wait in here for you."
His neighbor hesitated for a moment, his eyes on Rodney with a look of…something. The latter wasn't exactly sure how to identify it, but it made the man's eyes look beautifully warm. But this was not the time to think about it.
Once he could hear the shower running, Rodney scoured the apartment in search of his sunglasses. On every table, between both couches' cushions-which he had to push the snoozing dog around to get to-, beside the television, in the kitchen. The only places he dared not search was the bathroom and the bedroom, the latter because he didn't think it wise to enter the room that could single-handedly spawn several fantasies.
When the shower cut off, he dashed over to the couch and sat himself down, trying his best to look casual.
His neighbor strutted in barely a minute later only wearing a towel. And as Rodney's eyes focused on that wet, naked chest, he realized that suggesting the man go change was not his best idea.
-tbc-