Pairing: Connor / Lester
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Connor looked like a drowned rat; Lester hadn’t thought it was raining that heavily, but obviously he was wrong. Biting his lip, the laughter still managed to escape.
Connor glared, but with his hair and clothing stuck to him and water dripping off his nose the glare lost its menace. Huffing, he stormed past Lester, heading for the bedroom, his shoes squelching.
Lester followed.
“I’m sorry, love. Forgive me?”
Connor was shedding clothing and tossing it in a soggy heap. He took the towel that Lester held out.
“I suppose,” Connor relented. “You can make it up to me later.”
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