[BFoS!verse] - For harvelleiam
Wherever Ric was right now (the ceiling and walls that he could see gaze nothing away in the dim light of the room) he knew that there were three things he did know for certain.
One - The bed he was laying in was extremely comfortable and bigger than any other he had ever stayed in.
Two - The pretty blonde (who turned out to be Jo once he tucked the errant strands that covered her face back behind her ear) was currently fast asleep and happily using him as a pillow.
Three - There was a thick silver (or possibly white gold) band wrapped around his wedding finger... oh and also there was a matching ring on the hand Jo had placed against his chest.
Everything and anything else was a blur. A messy, drink fuelled blur.
Fuck.
Fuck. Fuck.
Slowly easing Jo off of his chest Ric slipped out from under the blankets and tiptoed across the bedroom (which now come to think of it looked more like a honeymoon suite with it's pictures themed around love and the rose petals scattered across the floor. The door clicked shut with a soft thud and pressing his back against the cool wood Ric scrubbed at his face with his bare hands, before crossing the bathroom to turn on the taps. Splashing cold water on his face did nothing to change the situation he was currently in.
Pushing open the door Ric peered round it to see if Jo was awake.