Declaration of Romantic Intent. [im_with_genius]

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[Left on Rodney's desk in an inconspicuous envelope labeled:] Found this on the internet and couldn't resist. JS

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John took those seven minutes to put on some freaking sweatpants and try to toweldry his hair - if there was a crisis, he could at least be half dressed. When he heard the knock he marched over to the door, sliding it open slowly and peeking out.

"Um.. are you okay?"

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"Oh.." John tried to stifle a chuckle, but was wholly unsuccessful. "What'd you think? I got a kick out of it, thought I'd.. share the fun."

Was he getting hit now? This was usually when he got hit.

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He was left blinking precious seconds before he could react. Rodney had a knack for that..

"Now, Rodney..." he chastised once he had recovered, hand reaching for the man's hip as he leaned closer. "You're sending mixed signals here."

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"You could fill it out.. verbally," he suggested, lips brushing Rodney's but not quite touching.

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He pulled back abruptly, rolling his eyes, hands on his hips.

"McKay, why can't you take a joke?" he demanded, professionalism coloring his only slightly over-acted voice, which was nearly an octave higher, for some reason.

After a moment, he shook his head to clear it, pulling Rodney close again.

"You worry too much."

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"Did not," he insisted against Rodney's lips, leaning against the other man unabashedly.

"So is that all you're stating in V-23? Just want to get the official word..."

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"Do you.. doubt my ability to... memorize?" he asked, voice getting a little husky despite himself as he hooked his fingers in Rodney's jacket and pulled him flush.

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John saw right through him, feeling the man's heat pouring off him in waves.

"Try me," he hissed, pulling Rodney in for a kiss that was as breathless as it was hot.