hulk: (ησιя∷ 2)
βʀᴜᴄᴇ βᴀɴɴᴇʀ, pнd ([personal profile] hulk) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2017-10-14 10:43 pm (UTC)

[ Sam says it's not because of the Other Guy, says it often and as sincerely as Bruce could ask him to but there's still that niggling voice in the back of his mind. Not the green one, but just as inescapable when it starts to whisper all the reasons why he should run. Why this will never work. Why he'll just end up aching and alone again.

But he's not right now, and maybe (definitely) there'll be regret down the line but it's a little easier to ignore it today with Sam here.

Much easier to appreciate the (sure, completely coincidental) view in front of him as he eases a leg back down onto the bed, tangling under Sam's as his stomach tenses under those fingers. Said appreciation flickers in his eyes as he glances along the defined planes of Sam's chest, sheened with sweat. Bruce is always overwarm, his screwy metabolism making him a gangly radiator with heat rolling off him in waves through cheap jeans and thin undershirt. He never dresses for it, though, would rather sweat through long sleeves than leave himself exposed. Not that he minds other people but himself...no. Just no.
]

Hi,

[ he huffs, quiet and almost amused at the— Not subtlety, since Sam doesn't believe in that sort of approach once his cards are on the table. ]

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