Phil rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to turn you in, Clint. You're not entirely in control. I understand that. And I didn't just go on. They started to get returned." He hadn't entirely stopped thinking about Clint. How could he?
He let his arm relax, coming around Clint's shoulders to hold him. If they could hug, this should be okay, too, right? Phil had never thought of the post cards as love notes. More than a few times, he'd wanted to, but he'd held back. Maybe it was stupid. It had seemed stupid until he'd gone into the Army. Everyone sent love notes to their significant others there. Of course, Clint wasn't his significant other, so that might have pushed him into creepy territory.
With his free hand, he picks up the remote and starts flipping to the movie channels. "So I'm probably Mulder in this case. Will you be Scully?" He grins. Given the sexual tension on that show, maybe not the most appropriate thing to say...
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He let his arm relax, coming around Clint's shoulders to hold him. If they could hug, this should be okay, too, right? Phil had never thought of the post cards as love notes. More than a few times, he'd wanted to, but he'd held back. Maybe it was stupid. It had seemed stupid until he'd gone into the Army. Everyone sent love notes to their significant others there. Of course, Clint wasn't his significant other, so that might have pushed him into creepy territory.
With his free hand, he picks up the remote and starts flipping to the movie channels. "So I'm probably Mulder in this case. Will you be Scully?" He grins. Given the sexual tension on that show, maybe not the most appropriate thing to say...