I think it helped. [ Jim's quiet, enjoying being the center of his boyfriend's focus. He's too exhausted to feel much, but the sound of Zell's pride is echoed faintly in Jim's chest. He did do it. ] I know it helped.
[ He's quiet again, thinking. Even if Jim were an optimist, it'd be obvious this isn't enough to make him the way he was before, but it's enough to start repairing the cracks. ]
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[ He's quiet again, thinking. Even if Jim were an optimist, it'd be obvious this isn't enough to make him the way he was before, but it's enough to start repairing the cracks. ]
So now I keep doing it. Over and over again.