James closes his eyes leaning his head back against the sofa cushion,
letting the sounds of Davin moving about the apartment surround him. He
hasn't been this comfortable in what feels like years, before the
kidnapping, before everything, perhaps since the last time he was here and
he was happy. It's such a relief to know that he doesn't have to leave,
that Davin wants him here too.
When Davin comes back carrying to-go containers, he opens his eyes smiling
sleepily. The smell of the food wafts up to him, causing his stomach to
grumble pointedly. With a smile he stands up to head into the bedroom.
"Bedroom. I haven't been in a bed in days," he says. Bed sounds nearly as
good as the food Davin has. Wrapping his arms around Davin he gives him a
hug as they head into the next room. "I'm glad that I'm here."
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Date: 2016-06-11 10:02 pm (UTC)James closes his eyes leaning his head back against the sofa cushion, letting the sounds of Davin moving about the apartment surround him. He hasn't been this comfortable in what feels like years, before the kidnapping, before everything, perhaps since the last time he was here and he was happy. It's such a relief to know that he doesn't have to leave, that Davin wants him here too.
When Davin comes back carrying to-go containers, he opens his eyes smiling sleepily. The smell of the food wafts up to him, causing his stomach to grumble pointedly. With a smile he stands up to head into the bedroom.
"Bedroom. I haven't been in a bed in days," he says. Bed sounds nearly as good as the food Davin has. Wrapping his arms around Davin he gives him a hug as they head into the next room. "I'm glad that I'm here."