[ the bed was looking comfortable. then again, a sheet on the floor would have looked comfortable by this point. jesse was drunk, tired, cold, and thoroughly regretting having texted anyone in the first place.
he dropped on the thin mattress, laying face down in the scratchy pillow. the towel still managed to mostly cover, and he'd worry about the blankets later; it probably would have helped with the cold part, but that was more effort than he cared to expend right then.
of course, he didn't have clothes. he grunted his response, which would have been something impolite anyway. ]
[The bed creaked and rusty springs made an angry protest as McCree flopped onto it. From his place on the floor Genji groaned. He couldn't stay there kneeling in the sun forever, and the sun had already moved a few inches to the right. Unless he wanted to slowly move with the sun to stay toasty warm, he'd need to get up and perhaps deal with the situation he'd gotten himself into.
Very, very slowly he got to his feet and turned around, expecting to see Jesse naked and spread eagle on the bed. Fortunately he was wearing a towel and face down. That was a little more tact than Genji had expected.]
You are on all the blankets. Here.
[He tugged at the threadbare comforter that smelled decently clean but had obviously seen better days. Almost against his will his eyes trailed up Jesse's legs, the towel doing nothing to cover up the curve of his backside. He found himself staring at how the damp tendrils of his hair clung to his neck before he realized that he was still standing awkwardly holding the blanket mid-air and not moving. Frantically forcing himself into action he pulled the blankets up over the drunken cowboy, hiding everything else from his sight.]
You said you have already eaten? Then you simply need sleep.
[His mission was pretty much accomplished here, he'd gotten Jesse into a safe area, he was, well not clean but rinsed, and he had a place to sleep. Did Genji even need to stay anymore? He should leave. Judging from the weird feeling in his stomach he should absolutely leave right now.]
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he dropped on the thin mattress, laying face down in the scratchy pillow. the towel still managed to mostly cover, and he'd worry about the blankets later; it probably would have helped with the cold part, but that was more effort than he cared to expend right then.
of course, he didn't have clothes. he grunted his response, which would have been something impolite anyway. ]
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Very, very slowly he got to his feet and turned around, expecting to see Jesse naked and spread eagle on the bed. Fortunately he was wearing a towel and face down. That was a little more tact than Genji had expected.]
You are on all the blankets. Here.
[He tugged at the threadbare comforter that smelled decently clean but had obviously seen better days. Almost against his will his eyes trailed up Jesse's legs, the towel doing nothing to cover up the curve of his backside. He found himself staring at how the damp tendrils of his hair clung to his neck before he realized that he was still standing awkwardly holding the blanket mid-air and not moving. Frantically forcing himself into action he pulled the blankets up over the drunken cowboy, hiding everything else from his sight.]
You said you have already eaten? Then you simply need sleep.
[His mission was pretty much accomplished here, he'd gotten Jesse into a safe area, he was, well not clean but rinsed, and he had a place to sleep. Did Genji even need to stay anymore? He should leave. Judging from the weird feeling in his stomach he should absolutely leave right now.]
I will leave you to it.