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John, at this point, had kind of given in and only batted vaguely at the small ball of glowing tentacles when it got too close. Rodney huffed impatiently as it bobbled a little in the air and almost smacked into his face yet again.
"Hey," John turned when he reached the door to his quarters, leaning against the wall and smiling tiredly, "at least I can use it as a nightlight, right?"
The beard seemed somehow to make him look older, or that might have been the tired strain in his eyes. Either way, Rodney had to clench his hand at his side to prevent himself from reaching out to - to help him into his quarters, or straighten his stupid collarless shirt or - or anything, really. Instead he scowled, crossed his arms and looked away.
"That's a little insensitive, don't you think?"
John blinked at him slowly.
"I - what?"
"Not that I'm the posterboy for that kind of - but the likelihood is that this is your little chippie from the planet of the Ascenders, right?"
It was kind of amusing, how fast John's head snapped around, looking at the ball of light, Rodney, the ball of light again.
"That's not - seriously, that can't be - " he scrunched up his face, looking more than a little freaked out. "Wasn't Chaya bigger?"
"Size isn't everything, Colonel," Rodney snapped back. "And unless you think that Atlantis has a crush on you and has decided to provide you with your own personal spotlight - and frankly, that'd just be typical - I don't see what more likely scenario there is."
"Okay." John was looking unhappier by the second. "That's more than a little creepy."
"Well that's what you get," Rodney said airily, feeling more than a little vindicated, "for chasing Ancient tail. I told you nothing good could come of it."
John squinted at him.
"Y'know, I don't remember you saying that."
"Well I would have done if I'd known you were a giant - giant Ancientism slut." Apparently his life had hit a new low. Jealousy of a concept was a new one on him.
"Hey..."
"Hey nothing." Rodney was suddenly pissed, jabbing his finger into Sheppard's chest. "If you'd stop leaning on things and draping yourself all over the city and - and rolling over for any partially ascended hippy that came our way maybe we wouldn't be having this problem."
"Rodney..."
"If you could start thinking with your brain and not your - " he waved a hand tellingly - "your giant ATA gene, maybe you'd be satisfied with what's right in front of you."
"Rodney?"
Rodney scowled and looked at the floor.
"Humans are people too, you know."
John snorted out a laugh, from closer than Rodney was expecting.
"It's not like I'd have a hope in hell of ignoring you, McKay."
And that - that was John's hand against his cheek, right there, and - oh, that was John's mouth...
Neither of them noticed when the nightlight abruptly flickered out in a huff.