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“I’m probably going to fall asleep.”
“Go ahead, I’ll stay until you do,” his dad replied and Joq was grateful he didn’t push. He was too tired to deal with Chris right now. Maybe after a nap and when he could speak properly again.
The last thing he heard before he dozed off was his dad’s awkward voice asking Chris if he planned to mess Joq around and if so, maybe it was best he didn’t come back.
Joq woke to Chris’ face hovering over his. He startled.
“Sorry,” Chris whispered and leaned back. “Just wanted to make sure you were breathing.”
“I am,” Joq replied, disorientated.
“Bed?”
“Holiday,” Joq said.
Chris grinned at him. He was braced over Joq with a hand on the back of the couch and one near his hip. “You want a holiday?”
“Ugh,” Joq said and rubbed his eyes.
“Good drugs?” Chris asked, still grinning. “Or you really do want a holiday? I could take a holiday.”
“Bed first,” Joq tried to sit up. He slumped back on the cushion and closed his eyes.
Chris laughed, a soft huff between them. “Yeah, I don’t think I’ll be powering up the jet right now.”
Joq groaned at the reminder.
“But we could if you really want to go. Sometimes you just need to get away.”
Joq opened his eyes and squinted. Chris looked thoughtful.
“I could move some things around.”
Joq started laughing, it was slow at first, but then his chest was rocking with it.
“What?” Chris asked. “Where do you want to go?”
“Thailand,” Joq replied with a smile, he couldn’t help it. His voice had returned to normal. He rubbed his jaw.
“Do you need painkillers? And Thailand we can do. Bangkok? Koh Samui? Or do you want to head north and stay in Chiang Mai?”
“I need to book leave first,” Joq replied, surprised he was even having this conversation.
Chris opened his mouth, closed it.
“What?”
“Nothing,” Chris smiled again.
“No, what,” Joq wanted Chris to stop doing that—he wanted him to come out and say whatever it was he kept guarding.
Chris rubbed Joq’s hip tentatively and looked at his hand. “It’s going to sound bad.”
“How bad? Now you have to say it.”
“I was just going to say,” he flicked his eyes up, “you could quit work if you want.”
Joq scoffed and woke right up. “Jesus, I’m not even going to answer that. I’m not quitting my job for a guy who could decide to ditch me next week. Never again.” He was obviously still drug addled to say that again.
