It's a thing — he never sleeps over. He never brings people home to his place, because it's easier to leave afterwards than to kick somebody out, and he never sleeps over. It's a preventative measure. He has nightmares frequently, sometimes even when he drinks more than he should. They're nightmares that leave him gasping and shaking long after he wakes up from them. They're nightmares that leave him needing another drink.
They're not easy to explain, and he doesn't like talking about them.
So, normally, he leaves shortly after the sex, preferably before the cuddling, usually defaulting to the 'work the next morning' excuse, because it's never untrue. And it's usually not a problem. One night stands don't tend to give a shit after they get off. It works out well.
He means to do the same thing with Matt, but he's had a lot to drink, and he's warm and comfortable in Matt's bed. Neither of those things have been deciding factors before, and they're not now. The deciding factor is Matt himself. Tim likes his company, likes him, more than he ought to, so when Matt doesn't kick him out, he doesn't leave, and they both fall sleep.
Miraculously, Tim doesn't have any nightmares. He doesn't dream at all. It's peaceful and quiet and he's even surprised to wake up to sunlight pouring in through curtainless windows, his phone citing a time that's past his normal wake-up time. Matt's gone, but Tim can hear and smell the bacon frying, so he rolls out of bed.
His head hurts, a little bit, and he feels generally achy. But it's the kind of ache that comes from really good sex, so he's okay with that. A cup of coffee might be in order. Preferably with a little bourbon, but he could manage without. He pulls on his jeans, opting to deal with the rest of the getting dressed process after he's had some caffeine and food, and pads out of the bedroom, stretching and squinting at the sunlight coming through the windows.
"I 'spose your lack of curtains usually doesn't bother you in the mornin',"
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It's a thing — he never sleeps over. He never brings people home to his place, because it's easier to leave afterwards than to kick somebody out, and he never sleeps over. It's a preventative measure. He has nightmares frequently, sometimes even when he drinks more than he should. They're nightmares that leave him gasping and shaking long after he wakes up from them. They're nightmares that leave him needing another drink.
They're not easy to explain, and he doesn't like talking about them.
So, normally, he leaves shortly after the sex, preferably before the cuddling, usually defaulting to the 'work the next morning' excuse, because it's never untrue. And it's usually not a problem. One night stands don't tend to give a shit after they get off. It works out well.
He means to do the same thing with Matt, but he's had a lot to drink, and he's warm and comfortable in Matt's bed. Neither of those things have been deciding factors before, and they're not now. The deciding factor is Matt himself. Tim likes his company, likes him, more than he ought to, so when Matt doesn't kick him out, he doesn't leave, and they both fall sleep.
Miraculously, Tim doesn't have any nightmares. He doesn't dream at all. It's peaceful and quiet and he's even surprised to wake up to sunlight pouring in through curtainless windows, his phone citing a time that's past his normal wake-up time. Matt's gone, but Tim can hear and smell the bacon frying, so he rolls out of bed.
His head hurts, a little bit, and he feels generally achy. But it's the kind of ache that comes from really good sex, so he's okay with that. A cup of coffee might be in order. Preferably with a little bourbon, but he could manage without. He pulls on his jeans, opting to deal with the rest of the getting dressed process after he's had some caffeine and food, and pads out of the bedroom, stretching and squinting at the sunlight coming through the windows.
"I 'spose your lack of curtains usually doesn't bother you in the mornin',"