Nothing Would Be Better [Ike&Jacob Day 4]

Nothing would be better than kissing Jacob now.

He's seen robots sacrifice themselves, robots die under his hand, and alien-like creatures tear his flesh apart. He's been through enough that kissing an attractive man is all he wants to do. A laugh on his lips as they had stripped off their spacesuits, stuffing them back into the places where they belonged. Jacob was a walking dream for him, almost enough of a fantasy that he didn't believe it when he first saw him. The air seemed warmer in this building, but the chill is still there. The floor is a lot more slippery than he remembered it being. The cargo hold still was as buzzing as it was the first day he went there.

"You know I was here once, crawled through a vent to the lab down the way. It was weird being alone."

A small smile on his lips as he nudges his shoulder into Jacob's with a small fraction of a movement. Fingertips almost daring to grab Jacob's, but he doesn't dare do it. A deep breath as he stands there staring at the endless piles of boxes and crates spread across the room. The air was tenser here than outside. The goat and furry thing were dead in the abyss of no return. Ike didn't want to know if there was a bottom there. Ike wanted to stay inside where Jacob and him could be alone.

"I'm glad I found you, Fel."