Who: Wilson and George What: Being a married couple Where: Their room When: Backdated to before the plot Warnings: Snuggling and probably a romp between the sheets
Clad in only a pair of pajama pants, Wilson lay sprawled out on his and George's bed. He'd hit the hay early simply because he'd had a hard day at work and let Rebecca take care of Eddie so he and his husband could spend a little time together. He glanced toward the bathroom where George was washing up, humming. "Come on, George." Wilson encouraged, yawning as he shifted a bit so he could watch the other man fondly.