Q is so engrossed in writing up his report as fast as he can that the sudden noise makes him almost fall from his chair. Looking up, he glares at Bond. “Surely there are nicer ways to indicate your arrival 007, I nearly slapped you.” Q sighs and gives bond a smile then. “Welcome back. Please tell me the gun is still in working condition?”
Tucking Qs hand into the crook of his arm Bond lead them through to the park.
"We should have driven back, I’m sorry I didn’t realise it would be so cold tonight"
"Its fine, it wont be cold for much longer. I might need a blanket." He chuckled, picking up the pace and making the most of the scarf and James’ body warmth, staying close.
"A stiff drink back home will soon warm you up"
Reaching his apartment Bond reluctantly released Q so he could unlock the door, opening it he stood aside to let Q in
"Home sweet home"
"I hear that," Q smiled and stepped into the apartment. He sat himself on the couch and sighed contently at the warmth. "Nice place." He called.
"Let me take your coat" Taking off his own jacket Bond hangs them both up next to the door
"Make yourself at home, what would you like to drink?"
Q handed Bind his scarf back and relaxed into the large sofa. “I’ll have whatever you’re having I suppose.” He never was much of a drinker but he enjoyed it in the right circumstances. “You have a nice view.” He observed, looking out at the city.
"I certainly do" Bond grinned eyeing Q as he poured their drinks. Walking over he handed him a glass
Q smiled warmly when he saw Bond looking his way. “Yes, thank you.” He took the glass, holing it in both hands and watching the world pass outside. This was no how he expected his day to go but he was happily surprised none the less.
Taking a drink Bond steps up behind him, his hand resting lightly on Qs hip
"You’re welcome" he says brushing his lips against Qs ear