Godddd thinking about intern au Jon. Jon who’s known elias for longer. Jon after a long day of work going into Elias’ office, presses his head into the crook of his neck. Grinding on his thigh, making little “ah ah ah” noises, as Elias runs his fingers through his hair. Elias asking what he wants and Jon whining that he doesnt know, he’s tired, he’s wet. Jon all tired and grumpy and grinding on Elias’ thigh and whining at him until he feels better. Just…Jon.
Jon exhausted after a rough statement. Feeling different and strange. So he goes to his father. He doesn’t tell him, but he tries to pry some answers out. He climbs into his lap. He rides him until Elias is making soft noises of his own, far more restrained than Jon is. Elias asking if he’s alright. Jon waves him off and sinks deeper onto him, letting out a satisfied little sigh. He feels a little more grounded, a little less frayed, when his father’s here. Less like he could just crumble away into the wind. It worries him that Elias has so much effect on whether or not he’s okay. On everything about him. He doesn’t like that he’s like this. That he cares so so deeply about what Elias thinks. It’s….frustrating. He buries his head in his chest and groans.
“What is it now, Jon? Are you sure you’re alright?”
“M tired.”
“You can sleep here, if you want.” He scritches his scalp. “I’ll take care of you.”
His arms are warm and steady. His voice rumbles in his chest, vibrations pleasant. He wishes he brought his plushie. It’s a stupid thought. Obviously he’s not bringing one to work. But he’s tired and today sucked and his dad’s warm.
“Okay.”