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Two pups inna bar, both alike in dignity, in fair Milliways where we lay our scene.

One rather mystified Capulet sitting at the bar trying to figure out what exactly one does with a milkshake.

One rather mystified Castle sitting a few barstools down trying to figure out whether The Swimming-Pool Library really counts as porn or not.

Have at either or both.

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[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

He squeezes Gorlim in return, rubbing his back.



He isn't angry, and doesn't sound angry, but he means it.

[namo]

Námo looks away from those eyes.

The Vala wants to block out Lee's voice.

But, he doesn't. He can't. He loves them.

Dearly.

He stands up and moves to the other seat, sliding in next to Gorlim, his arms slipping around both men.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He hooks an arm around Namo's neck and clings to Lee and buries his face in his brother's shoulder.

"Now stay. Just like this. This is how it ought to be. US."

[not-a-redshirt.livejournal.com]

"We're going to have to move eventually." His voice is muffled by Gorlim's hair. He continues soothingly rubbing Gorlim's back, and presses a kiss to his forehead.

Directed at Namo alone, a little anxious.

[namo]

I will be. is his solitary reply.

"Yes. Moving will be necessary."

Pause.

"But not just yet."

For the moment, he could be content.