"A little bit." He waves a hand at the other chair, indicating that Adam should come sit. "The harmless kind. And the honest kind. You really should smile more." But there's something in his tone that indicates he knows why Adam can't.
"Yeah, well, my boyfriend gets kind of possessive, so..." Juuuust putting that out there. Sits when he's nonverbally asked. And totally breaks eye contact with Leo when the tone in his voice hits him. Doing the closing-up inside thing instead of the smiling thing for a minute before looking back up. And smiling a little, but it's his usual close-mouthed, slightly wary, million things going on in his head one. The other one's been coming more and more lately, don't worry.
"I can understand that." Leo himself tended to be quite possessive when Travis was involved but he preferred to think of it as protective. He knew that wasn't the complete truth, because they both knew that Travis could protect himself.
Leo offers a smile back but he doesn't push, doesn't pry any further.
Adam honestly doesn't know what to say for a moment there. So he smiles, and then, lightly, trying to break the silence a little, "So...can I have my cigarettes back if I promise not to smoke them in here?"
Adam laughs, too, just a little. And then he leans his head back against the chair and breathes out his nose. The muscles in his neck visibly relaxing. Not that they were unusually tense to begin with, it's more like he's...making an effort to come off guard. Which he doesn't usually. But it seems to be working.
"No problem." Leo watches as Adam's body slowly loses the tension. It isn't hard to tell that the man has suffered and while he got some of the story earlier, he knows there's a lot more to it than he may ever truly understand.
Leo has to wonder if Adam realises just how strong he is.
Possibly he doesn't realize, no. He lets them sit in companionable silence for a few minutes before looking over again. "So...what is it you do when you're not fighting or reading?" He flicks a quick ghost of a smile at him. "or getting random dick pics on Snapchat, apparently?"
Leo snorts a quick laugh at the reminder and shakes his head. Honestly, kids these days. Leo was far too old for that kind of shit.
"I would quite happily spend my time reading and drinking with Travis by my side but he has this thing about doing things and so we... do things. Normal things. I like it more than I ever thought I would."
"Like dinner. We travel some times. Do groceries." They didn't get a lot of down time, but when they did, they acted like normal couples. Or at least that's what Travis says.
"I bet you guys are too..." Adam grins and shakes his head. Adorable, he means, but he can't find the word on the tip of his tongue. "I hope you guys are happy, I really do."
"We are." Leo glances over at Adam with a rather blank, unreadable expression as he thinks about Travis who is in another country on a mission while Leo is at home, waiting for him to return and the whole thing is kind of cliche. He snorts suddenly.
"Um." Adam sort of...glances around as if to see what time of day it is. He can't tell from the window. He half-nods--and then stops and laughs, remembering what got them into this whole mess in the first place. "Aren't you afraid you'll end up with another taco in the dishwasher?"
It doesn't occur to Leo at all that not everyone day drinks as a standard thing the way he does so the offer doesn't seem strange to him at all until Adam hesitates.
"I have other things, if alcohol doesn't interest you." At the reminder of the taco in his dishwasher, Leo laughs. "No. We finished 'em this time."
Adam laughs too. "Yeah, your Gabriel'll be glad of that, I bet." He shrugs his shoulders and stands up. "Sure. I'm not picky!" Although he might avoid the alcohol if it's too early, yeah.
"That he will." Leo leads the way through the house, smile firmly in place as they make their way back to the kitchen. Pulling open the fridge, he waves at Adam to check it out wile he rummages for a glass for him. "Help yourself to whatever. Water, juice, anything hot."
He follows Leo back to the kitchen and hovers a little beside him at the fridge. "Thanks. Water's fine." He's maybe still not over the guest politeness thing, but that's okay. "So...are you on vacation or something? I wasn't sure."
Pointing to the fridge again, Leo nods. "In the door. Just make sure to grab an unopened one. D'you want a glass?" He places one on the counter in case the answer is yes and grabs a second one to take with him back to the lounge where the good scotch is.
"Uh...sure." Adam grabs the glass without really thinking about whether he actually wants it or not, grabs an unopened bottle, and follows him back into the living room. ...Lounge? It feels weird to him to refer to it as a lounge, but that might just be an American thing.
"...Compulsory leave?" Repeated in Leo's wake; trying to wrap his head around that. "Are you okay?"
"Well, I'm sorry you got hurt." Adam looks around for a clean place to sit...then remembers where he is and just sits down any old where. "But...why wouldn't you be able to do your job if you're already healed? Don't mind me asking--and just tell me to shut up if it's too personal, okay?
Leo shrugs, waving it off. It was all apart of the job and he'd been hurt much worse in the past.
"I'll head back soon. My team is out in the field so there's no hurry for me to head back for any missions. I may or may not also be avoiding the medical exam I'll have to have when I go back to make sure I am, indeed, in perfect health."
Adam whuffs out a little bit of a laugh at the last part. "Don't like doctors, huh? Can't say that I blame you. It's...not a bad thing, I guess. Making sure you're in perfect health before making you go back out there." He offers that out there, half question, half suggestion. "Enjoying your imposed vacation?"
"Is anyone really a fan of doctors?" These ones in particular tended to be extra tough, having dealt with some of the worst kinds of people for as many years as they have. "Travis says the same thing. 'Can't avoid medical forever, Leo', 'it's not that bad, Leo, just let the doctor do his job'." There's a fond sort of exasperation even as he rolls his eyes.
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Leo offers a smile back but he doesn't push, doesn't pry any further.
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"Thanks," he says, after a little while.
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Leo has to wonder if Adam realises just how strong he is.
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"I would quite happily spend my time reading and drinking with Travis by my side but he has this thing about doing things and so we... do things. Normal things. I like it more than I ever thought I would."
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"I need another drink. Do you want anything?"
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"I have other things, if alcohol doesn't interest you." At the reminder of the taco in his dishwasher, Leo laughs. "No. We finished 'em this time."
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"Um, not exactly. More like compulsory leave."
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"...Compulsory leave?" Repeated in Leo's wake; trying to wrap his head around that. "Are you okay?"
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"Yeah, I'm fine. I got hurt, I'm healed up now but I'm no use to my employer if I can't do my job, so compulsory leave."
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"I'll head back soon. My team is out in the field so there's no hurry for me to head back for any missions. I may or may not also be avoiding the medical exam I'll have to have when I go back to make sure I am, indeed, in perfect health."
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"As much as I can. It's nice to have company."
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Sorry this took so long. I haven't even logged Leo in in ages!
Oh my god, how did five months go by.