Harry and Q

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"It sounds as if I have no say," Bond noted.

He wasn't surprised. He could protest and he could sulk, but in the end...he could tell he was fucked.

"I don't suppuose you could indulge me some sort of waterfront view, at least?"

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Bond was quiet for a moment, then. His morth faded away.

"I'm sorry," he said softly.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry didn't want Q to leave Bond, so he said, "I can take care of it."

And then he looked down at Bond and said sternly, "You have nothing to apologize for."

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q nodded, settling back in a bit and offering Harry a small smile of thanks.

"Yes, Harry's right. You've no reason to be sorry about anything. You just need to focus on taking care of yourself right now."

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"I was under the impression I don't even need to do that much," Bond chuckled, letting his eyes slip shut.

[lepidopterologist]

Harry moved closer to them, and leaned down and kissed the top of Q's head. "Stay here with him," he said softly. "I'll clean up, and then I need to get back to the office, do some... paperwork."

[bibbidi_bobbidi_boffin]

Q nodded slightly, touching Harry's arm gently.

"Of course," he said. "We'll be here when you're done for the night," he promised.

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Q couldn't be more right. Bond had already dozed off. Not entirely asleep- he heard them- but the potions, a full belly, and Q warm and close...Bond couldn't resist.