This time, Q is not the first one to drift off to sleep, allowing him to listen as James' breathing slowly evens out and his arms go limp. Not really wanting to sleep, Q finally, and very carefully, extracts himself from the agent's arms, going to retrieve his laptop and bringing it out onto the deck area, glad for the overhang since it looks like an evening storm is coming through, this one less menacing than the clouds from the other day, the rain light and more normal for the afternoons. While the older man sleeps, he takes advantage to log into MI6's mainframe and see how things are doing, checking up on the status of their original mission to see if they got what is needed and to make sure that them staying around isn't just an excuse until part two of the mission is revealed.
Feeling a bit relieved after reading the reports, Q gives a slight cough and gets up to make himself a cup of tea silently before he heads back to his laptop and logs into Q-branch to see the status of some of the projects, sending out some sneaky notes to R, not letting the man know who the notes are from and covering his tracks but he chose his second in command well, and he knows that the older man will understand. After doing that, he logs out and works on some coding he keeps meaning to get around to but never seems to have time to. Having rescued his phone when he got his tea, Q is somewhat unsurprised when it rings and he quickly picks it up.
"Q." He answers in his normal way, trying to keep his voice somewhat low though so that he doesn't wake James. Honestly, he's surprised that the agent is such a heavy sleeper, considering his line of work, but maybe it's just because he knows, subconsciously, where he is and who he's with.
"Q.. you are supposed to be relaxing and enjoying tropical sunshine, not sneaking into MI6 networks and leaving cheeky little notes for people." Moneypenny says in a playful tone, her smile showing in her tone of voice, but from the background noise she is likely in her office.
"I'm bored. I am relaxing. And there's no sunshine. It's raining again. Besides, I don't want to get a sunburn." Q says as he looks down at his skin, already a bit pink just from the earlier foray into the water without sunscreen. Nothing that hurts or won't go away in a day or two, but it's a bit sensitive.
Eve laughs a little again, her chair creaking a little as she leans back. "My, my, Q.. are you pouting? Is Bond not keeping you diverted?" She asks, her tone mischievous and a bit wicked. "Or have you tired him out already?"
Sighing a little in exasperation, Q shakes his head for a few moments, putting the phone between his head and shoulder as he types. "Your imagination is clearly overactive, Eve. Nothing has happened between James and I. Though the sleeping arrangements have been interesting. James is a surprisingly heavy sleeper." He says thoughtfully as he looks past the laptop out over the water.
"So you've had to test that, have you? When did you start calling Bond by his first name?" Eve asks with amusement, grinning a little again. "You're quite comfortable in your role, maybe you should make it official." he continues to tease the younger man.
"I am hanging up now, Eve." Q threatens, frowning a little at the phone. "Because you are being utterly ridiculous." he adds after a moment.
"Q, wait! Ok.. I'm sorry, I can't help it. You two are always so adorable together, flirting like you do." Eve says before she smiles. "Why don't you tell me what's been happening, then? Anything good, at all? I promise, just between you and me. You know this is a secure line." She nearly begs, wanting any details that Q will be willing to provide her.
Huffing softly in exasperation, but on the other hand wanting to talk to someone about what's been going on, Q frowns a little, then finally puts the laptop on the table and sits back. "Alright. But if any of this gets out, I will know who leaked it, and you know what I can do." he threatens before he looks up at the sky, then hangs his head back a little to look at the ceiling of the deck. "It's been.. interesting. We decided to share a bed, since we're both adults. Seems Bond is a bit of a cuddler, actually." he says before he smiles. "Though it's rather nice. It's been a long time since I shared a bed with anyone. I was telling the truth, though. Nothing sexual has happened. We have had to maintain a certain amount of intimacy, to convince people we are a couple, of course." he says slowly, not sure how much he should reveal. "And there may or may not be some cuddling." he says simply before he blushes a little, saying it out loud makes it seem so much more real. He starts thinking about what will have to happen when they go back to England and he sighs a little since he doesn't want to think about it just yet, just wants to enjoy a few more days with the double-oh sleeping in the other room.
"James Bond, going almost two weeks without seducing anyone or shagging someone? I think I may die of shock." Eve says with a little laugh. "It sounds like he's become quite devoted to you, Q. You should take advantage of that while you can. He has to keep up the appearances of you two being married, and therefore not cheat on you with one of the surely many attractive women there, but when you two come back you won't be on a mission and you won't be anything more than a blip on Commander Bond's radar." She warns quietly, not wanting Q to get hurt by reading something more into it than what she thinks is probably going on.
For a few moments, Q considers that and then he sighs softly. "As always, I am sure you are right, Miss Moneypenny. This is a vacation, a stolen moment and it won't continue once we're back on British soil. I am not an imbecile, Eve. And yes, I may be planning to enjoy this while it lasts. Going back to my empty flat is very unappealing at this moment. Thank you for reminding me of that and putting everything in such harsh perspective." He says in a frustrated tone, sighing a little. "I think I'm going to sign off now, Eve, and go for a swim." he says as he leans forward and shuts his computer down, finishing his cup of tea.
Eve sighs a little for a few moments, and she remains silent for a moment more. "I'm sorry, Q. I just don't want you to get hurt, I know how you are so analytical with everything but emotions and your personal life. You don't always think them through. I don't want you hurt because you read something into your relationship with Bond right now. Something that isn't there. Take it from me, Q. Bond is not one to be tied down." She says in a firmer tone.
"Yes. Of course. Thank you." Q says, his tone cold and emotionless again. "Goodbye. Miss Moneypenny." he says before promptly hanging up, staring at the phone in his hand for a moment, feeling like throwing it at something but it is not exactly an inexpensive piece of tech so he's not going to just throw it away. He is not a certain double-oh named James Bond. So instead he chooses to return it to its place in the bedroom, plugging it up to charge as he leaves his laptop in there as well, and then he lays down on his back on the bed, arms out to either side of him, staring at the ceiling as he goes over everything that has happened since they arrived. The things that Bond said, the reassurances and the sweet words, wondering if they're all real or if any of it is real, and afraid that it may be real, which would mean that he is agonizing over nothing.
Finally, he grabs a pillow and pulls it over to himself, putting hit over his head, only to realize that it's Bond's pillow and it smells like the agent. Shifting a little, he turns on his side and hugs the pillow to his chest.
"Bloody hell.. what am I going to do?"
Bad Moneypenny. Q and Bond really need to talk about what is going to happen when they return to England. Maybe next chapter they will have that little chat.
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