Pairing: Connor / Lester
Notes: For primeval100challenge 234: Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Connor opened his eyes and immediately regretted it. What the hell had he been doing last night? He had a vague recollection of tequila slammers, then something purple with umbrellas in the glass, then… What?
Hearing movement in the room, he froze, frantically racking his brain to work out who that was, until… Oh, fuck. He’d seduced Lester, climbing into bed with him.
“Morning, Connor.” A glass of water and two aspirin were placed on the bedside table. “Take those and have a shower. We’ll talk when you’re more awake.”
Talk. What the hell was he was supposed to say?
Lester sat at the kitchen table, watching as Connor fidgeted nervously. The younger man wouldn’t look him in the eye, not even when he’d mumbled a thank you for the aspirin.
He sighed. “Would you like some tea?”
Connor shook his head. “Lester, I’m really sorry. If you want me to move out then just tell me.”
“You really don’t remember, do you?” Lester asked, amused. “I assure you that I was a willing participant.”
“Where we go from here is up to you.”
Connor smiled. “Back to bed?”
“My thoughts exactly. Let’s try this again now you’re sober.”