Date: 2018-03-05 07:29 pm (UTC)
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He lets out a small, startled sound as Vasquez yanks him in close, hands reflexively gripping Vasquez’s borrowed shirt to keep his balance.

“The hell are you—”

That’s as far as Faraday gets before Vasquez is glaring at him, and Faraday is caught off-guard by it. He blinks owlishly at the other man for a second or two, but then Vasquez speaks, using that low, husky tone that makes something white-hot twist in his stomach. Color rises in his cheeks at the reminder, and he licks his lips reflexively, mouth going dry.

Faraday has to admit, that particular sight from the other night was a pleasant one, and one he was all too happy to witness again.

But he inhales sharply, like he’s waking from a trance, and he rocks back to put a little space between them again – though only a little. Just enough to let him think clearly.

“Take this seriously, Vas,” he grumbles, though he knows the words are rich, coming from Faraday of all people. “You know we gotta go about this careful.”
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