Leaning against the doorway, Jake smiled at Regulus and wondered if the wizard knew it was him that Jake had been thinking about as he finished dressing from his shower. He was wearing a very old pair of denims and a t-shirt that so threadbare it was translucent. In short, they were his comfortable bum around the flat clothes.
"I was just thinking about you," Jake admitted, then stepped back to let Regulus through.
"No! No Eros, please gods. I don't want to dress up and have anyone grind against me or deal with twinks batting their eyelashes at me. Or have drunk women try and snog me. I've had a fucking hell of a week," he whinged.
Jake then grinned. "But you - I will let you kidnap me to wherever you want so long as I get to sit down."