The Best Way to Be Happy

100 words :: Jude Law/Ewan McGregor :: 6/18/11
This isn’t the best part, because the best part is everything, but there’s something about lying here like this after, sleepy and sweaty and pleasantly sore. (Note: This is a sequel of sorts to You I Thought You Knew Me. It’s not the direct sequel I wanted to write, where Jude realises he wants to hurt Ewan like that, but it is set sometime after that, and hopefully eventually I will write the fic that’s supposed to be between these.)


This isn’t the best part, because the best part is everything, but there’s something about lying here like this after, sleepy and sweaty and pleasantly sore.

This is the part Ewan thinks about, maybe not when he’s jerking off, but when he’s thinking about Jude and feeling goofy and lovestruck and wanting to take Jude home to meet his folks because this is something real and he wants it to be something that lasts.

He presses a kiss to Jude’s neck and Jude presses a thumb into a new bruise, and they both make little noises, happy noises. Ewan smiles.