Everything Usual, PG by ultimatemarysue
Rodney’s poking his tablet; totally usual. Ronon’s hands are crossed in front of him, seemingly casual, but his finger is still on the trigger. Usual, totally. Teyla smiles her kind, sweet smile, making up for John’s lack of grace. Check, usual.
After they get the trade deal they celebrate with a feast. John’s probably had too much to drink. He spies Rodney from across the room - flying hands and biting repartée. He loves that, he thinks. It’s interesting.
“Rodney.”
“Yeah?” Rodney says.
John kisses him, hard and chaste. “I really kinda like you.”
“Oh,” Rodney says and John smiles.