History Repeating Itself

[notthatcrazy]

It's been a few weeks since their respite in Mumbai, and Face's leg has healed up just fine. He's up to his old tricks tonight, conning information from the campaign manager for the corrupt politician they're investigating. Murdock's got the responsibility of meeting him at the rendezvous point.

"You look like that went well," he observes dryly as Face slides into the passenger seat.

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[notthatcrazy]

He accepts the comfort, returning it with a kiss of his own as he wraps his arms around him.

"I know you're trying. That's all we can do, right?"

[notjustaface]

"Yup..." he sighs, letting his forehead rest against his partner's.

"And I'll try to learn when to keep my mouth shut."

[notthatcrazy]

"Fair enough."

Curled up together, resting with their heads touching, this is the only place he wants to be.

"I'll try not to let things bother me so much."

It's not always something he can control, but he wants to try if he can.

[notjustaface]

"You can't control that, man... maybe just tell me before I'm halfway to getting off?"

He laughs, the bitterness absent from his voice.

[notthatcrazy]

He laughs softly, a blush coloring his cheeks.

"Yeah... Sorry about that."

[notjustaface]

Face brushes another soft kiss against his cheeks. "Hey, it happens... and if it helps any I'm mostly fine now."

He'll need a cold shower and maybe some alone time, but he's fine.

[notthatcrazy]

He loosens his grip on him a little, sleep slowly catching up to him.

"I love you."

[notjustaface]

"You too..." he murmurs, kissing him again before he could drift off.

There'd be time for other things, for the moment he's content to hold Murdock and nuzzle against his stubbled cheek until he falls asleep.

"So much."