Title: It Will Happen
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: Zeke Barnes/Jordan Hester
Fandom: Person of Interest/A Gifted Man
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 31, Skin
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely Zeke Barnes or Jordan Hester, fortunately, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Zeke was the sexiest man he'd ever seen.

Jordan was sure that Zeke would kiss him later tonight, after their date was over and Zeke had walked him back to his apartment. A kiss would be inevitable.

He wanted that kiss, more than he'd ever wanted anything else. But what he wanted more than that was to invite Zeke into his home, to have the other man spend the night with him, to wake up in Zeke's arms in the morning and know that they were together.

He wanted them to be skin to skin tonight, wanted to feel Zeke's body on his, wanted to be with this man in every way that he could, to share their bodies physically.

But it was too soon. Jordan knew that would have to wait.

It wasn't time for them to be skin to skin yet; they would have to wait for the touch of bodies, for anything more than the gentle press of lips.

He couldn't wait to feel Zeke's lips on his, he thought, his heart suddenly pounding at the realization that Zeke would kiss him tonight. He knew that it would happen; he could feel it, all through his body. He had only to look at those lips, and he just knew.

Zeke's lips would be on his later tonight. They would kiss, and maybe they would make another date. He would see this man again. It was something else that he just knew.

This wasn't just some fly-by-night date, a one-time thing where they would share a goodnight kiss and then go on their separate ways. It was more than that.

Tonight, he would begin to let Zeke into his life. He would tell this man all about what had happened to him, and he hoped that he would be able to win Zeke's respect, as well as his sympathy. He needed to confide in someone about how he was feeling, needed someone to talk to.

Zeke seemed like the kind of person who would listen, and even if he couldn't offer any help, he would be there when Jordan needed a listening ear.

With luck, he would be there as more than a friend.

And later, once they had gotten to know each other better, would come that first delicious discovery of their bodies, that first taste of skin on skin.

It would happen. Jordan was absolutely sure of it. There was no way that he could feel this kind of potent attraction and not have Zeke feel it, too. He could tell in the way that Zeke looked at him, the way those lips curved into a soft, secret smile. He knew that Zeke wanted him.

He wanted Zeke just as badly. He hoped, fervently, to the depths of his soul, that the two of them wouldn't have to wait too long to be with each other physically.

That first touch of Zeke's skin on his own couldn't happen soon enough.