[ For some reason, in Murphy’s mind, the time he takes Jack to open the door is the appropriate amount of time to consider hustling your ass back to the elevator (because obviously, they’re not there, right?). The door opens and Murphy can’t ignore the relief that washes over him. Don’t worry, Jack. He’s still bubbling over with anxiety. ]
Hey, me [ , Murphy says like the sarcastic little shit that he is. He opens his mouth again and probably to say something else stupid, but Jack catches him off guard. Murphy gets reeled inside. The door is quick to close behind him and then his shoulders are pressing onto it, slowly easing him until his back is leaning flush against it.
There’s a brief moment where Murphy is looking into Jack’s blue soft eyes, wondering how the hell things brought him to this very moment in time. It was exciting, it made his stomach flip anxiously. He felt his heart skip and then the warmth of Jack’s lips on his.
A soft kiss at first, enough to gently pull Murphy in. He closes his eyes, giving himself a moment to feel the soft zaps of electricity dance over his scalp, right beneath Jack’s fingertips.
Murphy nods before he speaks, a soft breath passes through his opened mouth. A soft puff of warmth that skates over Jack’s lips. ] Yeah, I am pretty damn certain.
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Date: 2018-10-20 11:18 pm (UTC)Hey, me [ , Murphy says like the sarcastic little shit that he is. He opens his mouth again and probably to say something else stupid, but Jack catches him off guard. Murphy gets reeled inside. The door is quick to close behind him and then his shoulders are pressing onto it, slowly easing him until his back is leaning flush against it.
There’s a brief moment where Murphy is looking into Jack’s blue soft eyes, wondering how the hell things brought him to this very moment in time. It was exciting, it made his stomach flip anxiously. He felt his heart skip and then the warmth of Jack’s lips on his.
A soft kiss at first, enough to gently pull Murphy in. He closes his eyes, giving himself a moment to feel the soft zaps of electricity dance over his scalp, right beneath Jack’s fingertips.
Murphy nods before he speaks, a soft breath passes through his opened mouth. A soft puff of warmth that skates over Jack’s lips. ] Yeah, I am pretty damn certain.