Busted by JM Griffin (PG)
Pairing: Jim and Blair
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author's Website: Stories archived at 852 Prospect
Why this must be read: This is a perfect little story. Blair has been arrested on drugs charges; Jim calls Henri Brown to get him out of jail and take him home. Blair is tired and lets a secret slip. Gentle and lovely and beautifully written.
I walk up with him and when he fumbles the key for the second time, I take it out of his hand and open the door for him. I haven't been in Jim's place since he hosted poker night about four month's back, so I'm really taken aback when I go inside.
Blair doesn't notice me looking all around. The loft has changed a lot. It used to be sterile and open and a sort of no man's land that made you shudder. Now it's warm and not cluttered, but cozy. A wall has been painted, there's a poster on the door and some tribal stuff on the bookshelf. It's like Jim's home has been infiltrated. Correction. It's totally different now; it truly is a home. Wild.
Sandburg's standing in front of the couch trying to peel off layers of flannel, but his fingers are shaking too much to work right. I walk over to him.
"Here, Hairboy," I say gently, "let me help."
He screws up his pretty boy face in protest and I laugh softly at him. "I have four little brothers. I've seen them all shit-faced drunk or worse. Let me do this for you."

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Thanks for linking to it.