"Hey," and for all his roughness, Jack can be gentle sometimes, and he reaches out for Ennis, strokes a calloused hand over the thinning hair. For once, he ain't got much to say, but if it ain't words Ennis needs or wants, well, that's fine by him. He kisses along Ennis' forehead instead, leans down to kiss his mouth.
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Date: 2006-09-11 03:59 am (UTC)