You've got it. [ Jim leans into Zell's hand for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of his boyfriend's touch. He makes a gentle, happy noise - he loves those hands, no matter what they did tonight - and wonders if he should try to get Zell to move to the bed.
They're comfortable here, though, so Jim leaves it alone and hopes that Zell can get some sleep. ] I've got you.
[ And he does, all night, Jim watching him by the gentle light of the tablet for any signs that something else is wrong. ]
[He mumbles a quiet I know after Jim says he's got him. Jim's words and presence were like a spell being weaved around him. He can sleep soundly for a while thanks to it. Zell can feel safe because Jim is there for him. Humming a song softly to Jim as he continues to stroke his hair until he's unable to continue as he drifts off.]
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They're comfortable here, though, so Jim leaves it alone and hopes that Zell can get some sleep. ] I've got you.
[ And he does, all night, Jim watching him by the gentle light of the tablet for any signs that something else is wrong. ]
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