He doesn't mind being in charge of wardrobe - and always making sure something appropriate is packed. And he really just can't bring himself to let Murdock wear flip-flops at his wedding.
The shower is a respite for him, leaning his head against the warmed wall as the low-pressure spray washes away the traces of sunblock. Unfortunately, it gives him time to think as he scrubs down.
Dragging the soap across his abs, he remembers that lingering stranger's touch. Remembers how easy it was for his brain to actually consider the offer, that for a minute it felt good to know he still had it - not that he'd ever doubted it.
And then he remembers Hannibal's warning. He's not supposed to be the one with his head in the clouds, he's the one that's supposed to keep things together.
"Damn it," he closes his eyes, scrubbing shampoo through his hair. "Don't do this to yourself, man."
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Date: 2013-04-23 06:51 pm (UTC)The shower is a respite for him, leaning his head against the warmed wall as the low-pressure spray washes away the traces of sunblock. Unfortunately, it gives him time to think as he scrubs down.
Dragging the soap across his abs, he remembers that lingering stranger's touch. Remembers how easy it was for his brain to actually consider the offer, that for a minute it felt good to know he still had it - not that he'd ever doubted it.
And then he remembers Hannibal's warning. He's not supposed to be the one with his head in the clouds, he's the one that's supposed to keep things together.
"Damn it," he closes his eyes, scrubbing shampoo through his hair. "Don't do this to yourself, man."