Jim shivers for Bones' rough breath in his ear, scented with the many liquors they've sucked down tonight. "Never wanted him!" he shouts back, settling into a groove with Bones that makes him wash hot all over. He looks up to see Bones' eyes blown wide and dark, and objectively he's always known that Bones is pretty handsome, but the club lights are doing something crazy to him tonight.

And so had the ax and tanktop. And so had the refrigerator bulb. Jim swallows. "He said my boyfriend had good moves, then bought me a shot!"