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That smirk on Thomas’ face was wiped off when Jimmy asked him if he was following him. He got tense and shifted in this bed uncomfortably.
“Please sit down Jimmy” Thomas said uncomfortably. Jimmy reluctantly took the chair and brought it over to the side of the bed. The under Butler’s gaze was upon his hands and he was fidgeting with his fingers. Jimmy on the other hand was staring Thomas right in the face.
“So did you follow me?” Asked Jimmy again in a rushed tone. He had to know if this man, this sinner was following him. If so why was he following him. Thomas finally looked up at Jimmy.
“Yes” Thomas said quickly and looked back down at his hands. He was embarrassed that he was caught. Suddenly Thomas looked up because he heard Jimmy start to chuckle. “Why are you laughing?” He said.
“It’s funny. But I do owe you. Thank you very much. If you weren’t there I don’t know what would have happened to me” the footman said with his chuckle ending. Thomas started to smirk as the thought of him owing him was great. Jimmy Kent owing Thomas Barrow.
“You owe me. My pretty face took a beating for yours” the under butler said while shifting in his bed. “About what happened before... umm... Jimmy I’m—“ before he could finish Jimmy cut him off and smiled sincerely at him.
“Don’t worry about it Thomas. It’s in the past” Jimmy leaned backwards into his chair. “Besides I just want to be friends. We can still be friends”
Thomas’ heart skipped a beat. He didn’t hate him for what he had done “I’d like that... a lot. But I am sorry about that night Jimmy”. Thomas laid his head back onto the head board and rubbed his forehead “well I better get some sleep” he said closing his eyes. Jimmy simply nodded his head and bid him goodnight.
That night Jimmy sat on the edge of his bed thinking about the other night. The time when Thomas had snuck into his room and... and kiss him. He wasn’t repulsed anymore or disgusted or angry. He almost seemed to enjoy the thought. The feel of Thomas’ red lips touching his, the warmth, the softness.
Jimmy closed his eyes and he was suddenly back on that night with Thomas in his bed but this time Alfred didn’t walk in. Thomas was kissing him and Jimmy kissed him back. He opened his eyes and say the under butler kissing him. He didn’t feel the urge to push him away this time, he only wanted to deepen the kiss. He reached his hand up to touch Thomas’ smooth pale skin. He’s face was so soft, he had no scars or scratches from the fight. He didn’t want this to end. He wanted this to be real. He wanted this to have happened. Why did he push him away he thought.
“Jimmy you’re thinking of kissing another man” the voice in his head said.
The footman had sprung up from his bed in a sweat. He caught himself daydreaming about kissing Thomas. He wasn’t like that. He didn’t like men. He has kissed many girls before and he was simply just projecting that he said to reassure himself.
He didn’t find much sleep for the rest of the night. He was tossing and turning with thought of Thomas and then kissing then of him in jail for such things. Then the thought of Thomas in jail his heart stopped. This was not a thought he ever wanted to come true. “How stupid I was. Trying to get him thrown out on the street” he thought he himself.