Ennis' stomach twists like that every time he thinks of Jack and- anybody, really, though he can't never say anything about it. He swallows, swallowing the bitter memory of Lawrence on his lips, breathing in Jack, feeling Jack's hands on his skin and closing his eyes against something that feels so damn good.
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Date: 2006-04-12 06:08 pm (UTC)