OTA

[london_spy]

He hadn't exactly left London after he'd vanished on Hex. Instead he'd just slipped by under the radar, working quietly to uncover what, exactly, had happened to Alex. Along the way he'd lost Scotty. ...Or, rather, Scotty had been taken from him. By the end, even once he had his answers, it had been for nothing. No one wanted to hear it. Nothing changed. Nothing was fixed.

So when Hex's friend Q (which was still definitely not a name) had reached out to him to go see Hex, he'd accepted. Now, after weeks of watching Hex struggle to recover from the mess he'd made, Danny was slowly slipping out of the shadows he'd been lurking in. Though it didn't stop though shadows from following him around.

For a while everything had changed. Less drinking, no more drugs that weren't prescribed. He'd kept it up as well, not just for his own health, but for Hex's. The last thing the man needed in his life was a junkie. ...And yet here Danny was, in the bar just after noon, drinking and all too aware of the little baggy of powder in his pocket.

Sitting at the bar, his gaze looked slightly blank. He was well dressed, a thick blue knitted jumper keeping the creeping august chill at bay and hiding his slightly too thin frame. The dark circles under his eyes seemed lighter, and he'd recent had his hair trimmed. The pills were doing their best to keep him healthy, and it showed. He looked better than he'd looked in some time- He only wished he felt as well as he appeared.

Finishing his beer, he pondered having another, then glanced outside. He could really fancy a smoke as well. A habit he was still trying to kick.

(ota- Find Danny at the bar or outside having a smoke)

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[london_spy]

Danny settled in beside him, one leg tucked under the other as he fished out his lighter and took the first few puffs.

"Don't worry," he said between drags. "It's like riding a bike."

Smiling, he held it out in offering.

[just_hex]

Hex took it and took a hit. He coughed a bit, a rasping and deep cough, and when it passed he took another hit. Nothing happened immediately, but he knew it wouldn't. It took time.

"Tastes like I remember," he said with a half-grin, passing it back.

[london_spy]

Danny took a long drag, squirming a little and then settling in against Hex. "Hopefully it feels as good as you remember too."

[just_hex]

"Let's hope," he said. They passed the spliff back and forth until Hex decided he felt mellow and calm. He let Danny finish and stub it out.

"I feel heavy," he said, eyes closed as he enjoyed the creeping high.

[london_spy]

"Good heavy?" Danny asked, settling in and closing his eyes as he let himself simply enjoy being near Hex.

[just_hex]

"Yeah. Good," he nodded. He felt warm and comfortable all over. Hex gathered Danny into his arms.

"You feel good."

[london_spy]

"You feel better," Danny countered, letting himself be held and slipping an arm firmly around Hex. "One of us should go get the chips."

[just_hex]

"Yeah. Good idea," he agreed, but made no move to get up, or to let Danny up either. He was heavy and it felt so good to simply melt into the sofa.

[london_spy]

Danny laughed, eventually wiggling away and slinking off to fetch the food. He dumped the chips into one large bowl, then set it between them as he settled back in.

"We should watch some telly," he said between bites.

[just_hex]

Hex took a chip and nibbled on it, wary of cramps. But there were none. He took a bigger bite.

"Yeah. Turn it on," he replied, relaxed and content.

[london_spy]

Danny sat up enough to grab the remote, flipping to the BBC and then putting his feet up on the sofa as he rested his head in Hex's lap and reached for a chip.

"We should do this once a week," he said, pausing to yawn. "This is nice."

[just_hex]

"That's a great idea. I feel good. I don't ache," he replied quietly. "And you feel so good there."

[london_spy]

"Feels good to be here," Danny said, taking another chip. "Everything feels easier after a joint."

[just_hex]

"It does," he agreed. He wanted another chip but he was so comfortable. And Danny was so soft and warm. His hands roamed over the other man, mapping the shape of him.

[london_spy]

Picking up the plate of chips, Danny let it sit on his chest so neither of them had to reach, indulging in some true laziness.

"When I first went on the meds, I was eating so little already that I hardly noticed a change," he said honestly. "Wasn't until I was seeing you that I noticed how hard it was sometimes. The joints help. They keep the aches at bay. You made it easier to want to take care of myself though."

[just_hex]

"I didn't know that," he replied. He took a chip to nibble again. "I'm in favor of anything that helps, though. I want you to feel good as you can."

[london_spy]

"As i do you," Danny assured him, looking up at Hex with a soft smile.

[just_hex]

"You could make me feel better," Hex suggested seductively, moving his hand up to drag his thumb across Danny's bottom lip.

[london_spy]

Danny parted his lips, and it was almost habit more than anything else as he took Hex's thumb between them and sucked lazily.

[just_hex]

Hex hummed softly and closed his eyes. He felt heavy and warm and the simple pleasure of Danny's mouth was almost too much to bear.

"That feels so good," he sighed softly.

[london_spy]

Danny nipped playfully, then let go, looking content as he closed his eyes and exhaled softly. Here with Hex, he felt good. He felt safe.

[just_hex]

Hex snorted a soft laugh and poked Danny's nose gently.

"I feel so good, Danny. Thank you. For suggesting the spliff. This is the best I've felt in a week."

[london_spy]

"You're welcome," Danny said softly. "Just promise me if you need it, you wont hesitate to ask."

[just_hex]

Hex wasn't entirely sure he wanted to need it...and yet at the same time this was truly the best he'd felt since he'd started his med regimen. It certainly couldn't hurt.

"I'll ask," he promised. "You're good to me, yeah? I love you, Danny."

[london_spy]

"I love you too," Danny said softly, putting the chips aside so he could sit up and look at Hex properly.