sid: (Jim dead sexy)
sid ([personal profile] sid) wrote2007-10-24 01:09 pm

'The Temples of the Sentinel', pre-slash, rated G (Five senses, five days)

Another story that was published in My Mongoose e-zine.  Again the artwork is by Peter (and yes, she's great), and [personal profile] janedavittperformed beta duties (because she's great, too).  I'd say this is set very early in the series, not long after Blair moves into the loft.  ~380 G rated words.

 

THE TEMPLES OF THE SENTINEL

“Jim? What’s wrong?”
 
“Headache. Getting worse.”
 
Blair got up from the table where he was working and came over to where Jim sat on the couch. “Is it your senses? Are they acting up?”
 
Jim frowned. “No, just a regular headache.”
 
“Are you sure? I mean, how would you even know?” Blair’s eyes got wide.
 
“Excuse me? It’s my head, Sandburg; I think I know a plain, ordinary headache when I feel one.”
 
“Yeah, but it just occurred to me…see, all these years that you’ve been repressing your Sentinel abilities, who knows what that might have been doing to you? I’m amazed that your life hasn’t been filled with crippling headaches!” Blair’s hands waved in frenetic arcs.
 
“Well, this one’s heading in that direction, so could you just keep it down? There’s nothing exciting going on here for you to stick into your dissertation, so don’t go getting all worked up,” Jim said peevishly.
 
“Sorry, man,” Blair said. “Let me see if I can help.” He walked around to the back of the couch. “My mom has a real healing touch with headaches, and I picked up a few tricks from her.”
 
“That’s not necessary,” Jim began, but broke off when he felt Blair’s cool hands at his temples. He grunted.
 
“You feel a little warm. You might have a fever; that could cause a headache.”
 
“I don’t feel sick,” Jim said. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back to rest against the couch. “That feels nice.”
 
“Yeah? Good.” And then Jim felt something brushing against his scalp, and his eyes opened to see Blair’s inverted face as he bent over and kissed Jim’s forehead, his hair swinging down to caress Jim’s ears and cheeks. Jim stared, frozen, while Blair looked at him assessingly. “Nope, no fever.”
 
Jim reached up and touched his forehead. “What, have you got Sentinel abilities in your lips now or something?”
 
Blair gave him an up-side down grin as he continued his gentle rubbing. “It’s a time-honored method of testing for fever, man. Mothers do it to their babies all the time.”
 
“Well, I’m not your baby.” Jim closed his eyes again and relaxed into Blair’s soothing hands. The hands paused for a second, and then resumed.
 
“Okay, Jim,” Blair said softly.

[identity profile] mab-browne.livejournal.com 2007-10-24 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
This was sweet. And yup, Jim so needs to get a clue. :-)

[identity profile] bumpkin-is.livejournal.com 2007-10-24 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Heh, sweet - I do that to see if my son has a fever, and he's 11. And yeah, I do it to my husband too, his reaction when I did it the first time was pretty much the same as Jim's, "What in the hell did you do that for? You have a thermometer stuffed in your lips or something?" *g*

thanks for sharing,
Marns
~pN

[identity profile] betagoddess.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Very cute! Nice little glimpse of them both. =>}

[identity profile] msbeata.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 11:23 am (UTC)(link)
Aw Jim, you are so wrong. ;-)
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[identity profile] karieflybabe.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 11:25 am (UTC)(link)
*Smacking Jim with the clue bus...*

Yes Sir, that's my baby... No sir, don't mean maybe, Yes sir that's my baby now!!!

[identity profile] captainlogic.livejournal.com 2007-10-25 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh but you so are Jim. Just 'fess up to it and take it like a man.....huh, thats not how I envisaged ending that sentence but hey, roll with it. Well, we all know the truth.
Lovely, and I lvoed teh whole, how would you know the difference thing, cos its true. That would drive me crazy.