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When; Monday February 4th, evening
Rating; PG-13?
Characters; Lee Nicholas

killerdimples and Tony Foster

darkest0knight
Summary; It's Tony's birthday, and Lee owes him.
Log;

When Lee bought the TV, he had to take a huge advance out on his paycheck. It was huge - a lot bigger than he thought when the guy at the store told him it was five feet.

The trick was to keep Tony out of the house while they delivered it. He walked next to the other man as they went into the restaurant for dinner and calculated it in his head. They needed an hour to deliver it and another twenty-five to set it up. Dessert was at home (Lee had baked a cake) so he would have to delay dinner.

...and then there was the matter of the issues, so it was no idea how long Tony would want to be out.

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"I think they have their own plans." He took another long sip, cradling the flavour on his tongue. It was a really nice wine. He didn't drink it often, but he could tell the difference between the cheap stuff and the good stuff.

It wasn't Destiny's wine, but it wasn't half-bad. He'd have to thank Victory again later.

"That doesn't really mean anything, you know," he said with a smirk before he leaned in to press himself against Tony's side. He took another sip and enjoyed it. "You have good friends."

He leaned his head on Tony's. "I hope I can be good for you, too."

Tony leaned into the warmth of Lee's body, idly watching the screen.

"They are," he nodded, then snuggled comfortably into the couch cushions. "And I think you could be. If you wanted to."

Lee pressed a kiss against the top of Tony's head and let him curl there quietly, wrapping his arm around him. "I do. I am."

Please forgive me.

He watched silently for a while, listening to the television and their mingled breathing, taking sips from his wine glass until it emptied.

One palm rested on Lee's chest, over his heart. Tony counted the beats to himself under his fingertips.

I want to. You don't know how badly I want to.

Lee found himself sinking into sleep, the wine and comfort of Tony near him letting him sleep for the first time in four days.

He closed his eyes and felt Tony's warm fingertips, and slept.

He felt Lee's heartbeat slow as he slipped under and nuzzled closer, letting his own eyes droop and close.

The television remained on, it's low murmur and flickering light soothing Tony into sleep along with Lee. They never did get to the cake.

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