[dated to 2/15] V-PLOT: for Lennox and Nicki
[somewhat continued from here]
With Angelo already tucked into a bowl of scraps on the floor, Miguel's arms are free to wrap around Jim. Things still seem weird, but not in a bad way, not like Jim's pissed at him or anything, so he thinks it's okay. Jim's cooking breakfast at the stove and for a minute, Miguel looks around, at the other people in the kitchen, but then it's like he forgets why they matter and his arms are going around Jim's waist, pulling them together so he can press a dry kiss to the back of Jim's neck and look over his shoulder.
"What's for breakfast?" It's kind of like mornings with Maritza when she wasn't pregnant and neither of them was high. That half a year they got to themselves after finding their own place and not quite fucking it up yet, even if Jim isn't a girl and sure as hell isn't that girl.
It's not such a bad thing, anymore.
With Angelo already tucked into a bowl of scraps on the floor, Miguel's arms are free to wrap around Jim. Things still seem weird, but not in a bad way, not like Jim's pissed at him or anything, so he thinks it's okay. Jim's cooking breakfast at the stove and for a minute, Miguel looks around, at the other people in the kitchen, but then it's like he forgets why they matter and his arms are going around Jim's waist, pulling them together so he can press a dry kiss to the back of Jim's neck and look over his shoulder.
"What's for breakfast?" It's kind of like mornings with Maritza when she wasn't pregnant and neither of them was high. That half a year they got to themselves after finding their own place and not quite fucking it up yet, even if Jim isn't a girl and sure as hell isn't that girl.
It's not such a bad thing, anymore.