Title: Thundercloud
By: angstytimelord
Pairing: John Reese/Jordan Hester
Fandom: Person of Interest
Rating: PG-13
Table: 1drabble
Prompt: 1, Clouds
Disclaimer: This is entirely a product of my own imagination, and I make no profit from it. I do not own the lovely John Reese or Jordan Hester, just borrowing them for a while. Please do not sue.


Jordan could sense that there were dark clouds rolling in.

He knew that when John looked like this, so grim and serious, that he'd probably had yet another talk with Harold about the relationship he was in.

Why didn't Harold approve of the two of them? Jordan had his own ideas about that, but he doubted that John felt the same way. Jordan was sure that Harold was jealous of the fact that John had a lover, that he had a crush on John and wanted the other man for himself.

Even if that wasn't true, even if it had nothing to do with any romantic feelings that Harold might be harboring, Jordan felt that Harold resented him and didn't want him around.

He hated feeling that way. He hated feeling that he wasn't accepted.

It was the same feeling he'd gotten when he was dealing with the identity theft crisis that had brought him and John to each other in the first place. Everyone had thought that he was a bad person simply because manufactured "evidence" had insisted that was the case, and they'd treated him accordingly.

But somehow, this was different, he told himself, frowning as he sipped his coffee. This was John's confederate and friend, someone that his boyfriend trusted and worked closely with.

It made sense to him that Harold should resent them. After all, he was used to having John to himself. Of course he was going to feel that Jordan was an interloper.

Still, it was annoying to think that Harold saw him as a problem, when he had never intended to come between John and his work.

He wanted Harold to accept their relationship, to accept him. But the way things were now, it looked as though that was never going to happen.

"Harold really is a dark cloud raining on our parade, isn't he?" Jordan said aloud, sighing as he glanced at John. "I wish there was something I could do to change his mind about you being with me, but I don't think that's going to happen. He's way too set against me."

John nodded, still looking grim. "He has to deal with it. He has no choice."

"Which is just going to make him even more intractable," Jordan said, sighing again. "I don't know how to sweep those clouds away, John. I don't think we can."

John shrugged, looking over at Jordan from where he sat across the table. "It doesn't matter what Harold thinks," he said, his voice very soft. "He can be a dark little thundercloud all he wants, but it's not going to change anything between us. I love you, Jordan. I'm not going to just walk away from you."

Jordan swallowed hard, knowing that John meant every word he said. "I love you, too," he managed to whisper. "We'll find a way to work this out. We have to."

He was rewarded with a smile from his boyfriend that seemed to chase all the clouds away.