Fandom: The Professionals
Word count: 489
AN: An oldish fic posted to my journal for the first time.
Summary: A short tag to the episode Need to Know.
Bodie lay on the sofa, his back firmly ensconced in George's arms. The events of the day had taken a toll on both of them and they were exhausted. "I think Doyle knows," the younger man stated suddenly, breaking the silence.
"What do you mean 'Doyle knows'?" Cowley nudged and pushed at his lover until they were both sitting side by side.
"Hey! It's not my fault, George. You were the one who got all touchy feely today in bloody front of him. I've been careful just like you ordered and then you go and do a bloody stupid thing like that."
It took a moment for the head of CI5 to recall just what it was that he had done. Gentle fingers caressed the side of Bodie's face as he lay recovering from the gas...
"Aye, lad, I know." Resignedly, he pulled the younger man back against him as he considered the implications should their affair become known. It was something he had been doing for a while now. Bodie and Doyle were like two peas in a pod. One invariably came with the other and he knew enough that Doyle's blessing meant the world to him. He seemed pensive for a moment but surprised his lover by saying, "I believe there to be minimal risk should your partner discover the truth."
Bodie sighed in relief. "Thanks, George," he smiled softly at the older man but the tender moment was short lived as he coughed and bent double with the strain and the ache in his chest.
"Ach, man! To bed with you," he ordered as he took hold of Bodie's arm and guided him upstairs to his bedroom. "We'll talk more in the morning." He helped him strip and settle under the covers. "But for now, you need your rest."
Bodie pouted. "I had more than rest in mind for this evening. Sorry, George."
"Nothing to be sorry for, laddie. Now sleep." Cowley placed a gentle kiss upon Bodie's forehead before turning off the bedside lamp and quietly leaving the room. He stopped once he was outside and leaned back against the door. It had been a close call today but yet another gamble had paid off and they returned home relatively safe and sound. How many times am I going to put his life in danger, he mused. As many as it takes to get the job done, he acquiesced. But it didn't mean he had to like it. He shook his head at the reality of the situation and was about to head for his study when a cough from the bedroom halted him. Deciding paperwork and reports could wait a while longer, he entered the bedroom to find Bodie curled up against his pillow.
Seeing the sight he said, "Aah, Bodie. What am I going to do with you?"
"Love me?" came a muffled reply.
George smiled. "I already do, laddie. I already do."