Home by ainm

Home - ainm

Blair was curled up on the sofa under a blanket when Jim finally got home. His eyes weren't completely closed, but he didn't stir as Jim closed the door softly and took off the trappings of an incredibly long work “day” that had kept him away from home for more than 36 hours.

As much as Jim longed for sleep, he found that he wanted more just to watch his partner doze in the soft glow of the Christmas tree that was the only light in the loft other than the moon streaming in the windows.

It was amazing to him how peaceful things could seem when less than an hour before he'd been at the station amidst the chaos of the final wrapping-up of the case that had most of Major Crime living on caffeine and will power for the past week. But even the sounds from outside the loft were muted, the whole world seeming to hold still to allow Blair and him a bit of serenity.

Without realizing that he had moved, Jim found himself sitting down on the edge of the sofa, looking into Blair's sleepy but smiling eyes.

“Hey, you made it home,” Blair murmured softly. “I was afraid I wouldn't see you 'til tomorrow.”

Jim leaned in and kissed him softly.

“Well, it is tomorrow in a sense – it's 2:30, you didn't need to wait up for me.”

He brushed a curl off Blair's face, and Blair caught his hand before it could retreat, placing a kiss on Jim's palm.

“I know I didn't have to.”

“I have to say, I'm glad you did. It seems so... I don't know, calm, peaceful, just right, you here, in the quiet, with the tree, it's like...”


“Yeah, home,” Jim agreed with a smile, gathering Blair into a hug as best as he could given that Blair was still tucked up under his blanket.

“You know, we can still see the tree from up in bed,” Blair pointed out.

“So we can. Come on,” Jim said, rising from the sofa and offering Blair his hand.

Jim paused as they reached the bottom of the stairs and turned back toward the tree, still casting its almost magical glow.

“I love you, Blair,” he said, squeezing his partner's hand.

“I love you too, Jim. Welcome home.”

The end.

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Acknowledgments: This story was written for the LJ Secret Santa list for 2010. Thanks to Patt for the artwork.