Rose for a rabbit
John looked down at the woman lying on the bed. He didn't want to be away from her, putting on his pants. He wanted to be under the blanket, curled up with her, intertwined, with her warmth against him. He knew, though, that the tech would already be wondering why he hadn't come back for his armor. They'd taken it to repair a number of systems that had been damaged by a series of wraith shots. They'd said it would only take an hour. A check of the time told him it had been about three hours since he'd left his armor. He couldn't waste any more time.
John grabbed his shirt and slipped it over his head. He looked back to her once again and felt the call of her. John moved over to the side of the bed looking over the parts of her that weren't covered by the blankets. His hand reached for her but he stopped himself. He withdrew his hand, knowing that if he touched her now he'd get right back into that bed just to touch her, to feel her without their armor in the way.
John moved across the room, bending down and picking up the flower on the ground. It had been what had started all of this, or at least why things had gone the way they had. Usually they were fine with simply lying in bed, holding each other, but this time that hadn't been enough. John looked down at his shirt, frowning as he realized it was slightly torn at the collar. He really wished that Kelly had been more careful. He was sure that no one would ask, or at least he'd be able to come up with a good lie.
John placed the flower carefully on the pillow beside her, knowing that she would probably stay away from that side. He couldn't be there when she woke up, so it was his own way of explaining that he wasn't just leaving because he didn't want to be there.
John took a deep breath, collecting himself before he leaned down, kissing her lightly on the cheek. He hung close as he fought not to touch her. "You mean the world to me," he whispered. He stood and then moved out of the room before he couldn't help but stay.
Kelly didn't wake until fifteen minutes later. She frowned as she realized that John wasn't there, though at least now she realized why she felt cold. Kelly noticed the flower and reached up slowly, her hands running over the soft petals. She smiled, picking up the flower as she moved to lie on her back. She held the flower up, sniffing it as a smile spread over her face.
She figured that John must have gone to get his armor. She had a bit more time before she had to go and retrieve her own armor. She frowned, wishing that she'd been able to at least get one last touch before they'd both have to go back into the metal skin of their armor. She sighed and put the flower back down on the pillow beside her before she sat up. Maybe she'd go find John, taunt him with the fact that he was now in armor. Kelly smirked to herself. Yeah, that sounded fun.
