Danny

[just_hex]

After leaving Fin's Hex had taken his time getting to the tube. He'd waited on the train and every moment that passed made him more and more queasy. He knew he needed to come clean with Danny. He knew he needed to accept responsibility for his actions. But he didn't want to. A big part of him wanted to go on without saying anything at all. Maybe Danny wouldn't notice.

He knew that wasn't true, though.

Danny noticed. Danny knew. He just knew things. It was impossible to lie to him, even moreso since Hex was a shit liar.

He finally came into the house well after dark and took off his jacket. He'd hoped Danny was out getting high but the lights were on and he knew the man was home. No avoiding this any longer, then.

"You home?" he called as he shed his jacket.

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[london_spy]

"Mmm, I just want to clean up and call it a night," Danny said, stretching out lazily and letting out a content little groan of pleasure.

[just_hex]

"Alright," Hex said softly, closing in for another lazy kiss. "I'll have to take advantage of a shower with you another night. Come on...get up before everything dries up. Then I'll do me."

[london_spy]

Danny groaned an objection, but ultimately got up and slunk off to wash up and dry off. He reappeared looking as rumpled as he had when he'd left though, and he yawned loudly before flopping lazily onto the bed face first.

[just_hex]

When Danny was done, Hex got up to clean himself up as well. He was sore in all the best ways. When he finally came back to bed he tugged the covers up over them both and settled in close to kiss Danny a bit more.

"Sleep," he said softly. "I'll make you breakfast before I go to work in the morning," he promised, his eyes heavy and breath evening out and slowing down.