more_flexible: (Jack/Doctor)
more_flexible ([personal profile] more_flexible) wrote2007-02-22 02:40 am
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[for the doctor]

Thursday was a spectacular day. Not too hot, not too humid, the sky was a gorgeous blue and the breeze stirred the air just enough. Jack woke with the sun and was finishing up the cutting of the treads. He had a pile of bamboo cut to length for spindles and he'd selected the nearby tree he'd use for the center support. Now all he needed was to assemble the spiral staricase up twenty feet or so, and then fix the landing so the short bridge would tie on.

Sometimes he was really happy with the bookshelf.
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[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"It's fine. It's always like this," he said, rolling it a little. "I should have rested it in October. Now, there's not much for it. I'll go get some Tylenol when we're done."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor leaned in, brow cocked. "What's left to do?" he asked, still gently setting Jack's shoulder back. He honestly didn't realise that his breath was warm against his skin. "Should ice it, too."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
His jaw twitched as he grit his teeth hard to feel anything but how close he was. "Just cleaning up. And if you're not going to ice your ass, I'm not going to ice my shoulder."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't want a cold arse," the Doctor replied, easing away with a brush of his fingers and sitting down on Jack's bed to retie his Chucks.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
So many things he could say, all of them leading him to think things he was trying to let go of, particularly that his ass was anything but cold.

"Well, I don't want a cold shoulder," he replied petulantly.

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I'll think of another solution," the Doctor replied. He didn't get up from Jack's bed, because it was far more comfortable on a bruised tailbone than anywhere else.

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
"You think then," he smirked. "I'm going down to pick up the scraps."

[identity profile] sortofaman.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
The Doctor sprawled out on Jack's bed, honestly not knowing what he looked like. "Go ahead, I'm comfortable."

[identity profile] captainjack.livejournal.com 2007-02-26 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
He looked like trouble and Jack just nodded and left the room as quick as he could.

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