“Bones? You have a doctor named Bones? Seriously?” That was amusing and vaguely grim, but mostly just amusing. He reached out to pat Jim’s hand, grinning, “It’s ok Jim. Someone has to be the odd man out to prove a rule, remember? Besides, I bet you look cute when you’re having an allergy attack.”

Umeda leaned back, giving the man an assessing look since he’d been invited to. Jim did look healthy. Aside from just being attractive he was pretty damn fit, and his color was good too. Umeda reached out with his free hand and laid the back against the man’s forehead without thinking. Normal. Then he blinked and snatched his hand back, a faint flush creeping over his cheeks.

“Ah. Sorry. Forgot myself for a second.”