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[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim isn't exactly sleeping. He'd gotten out of bed a few hours ago to set the whole thing up and then crawled back in to laze nearby. There had been just enough light to watch his boyfriend by. Jim likes watching Zell sleep; he's not sure if it's creepy or not, so he keeps it to himself and closes his eyes when he feels Zell start to stir.

When Zell's moved away to put on his shoes, Jim opens his eyes to watch him open the note. He grins when Zell grins and turns his face into his arm when Zell returns, feeling somewhere between happy and embarassed. ]

-Morning.

[swatsflies]

[ That's cheating. Pressing a kiss against shirt. ]

Morning love. [ Pulling himself further on his boyfriend as he nuzzles against him. And no, that's not a flashlight in his pocket. ]

What did Clown House get? [ He's being silly on purpose. Kissing the back of his neck and nibbling along the side. It's time to play how affectionate can he get before someone walks in. ]

[rattlingthestars]

It got extra points for the cake. [ He pauses to rearrange Zell's limbs so that the two of them are fitting comfortably together sure they're both remembering that particular kiss. ] - but it's still so low that it doesn't even count.

[ The hospital would rank higher. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Snickering as he tugs on his shirt a little to reach lower on his neck. Sucking on the spot long enough to leave a mark. ]

It was good cake. [ They need to find some more in a place without a creepy audience. ] What about the hospital? [ Smiling as he kisses his hair. ]

[rattlingthestars]

It was okay cake, the kissing was good.

[ Jim makes an appreciative noise, knowing that's going to leave a mark he'll feel for most of the day. ]

The hospital... which time, 'cause there was a big difference.

[swatsflies]

The kissing was definitely good.

[ Raking his fingers through Jim's hair. ]

The last time. [ He still will always love when they picked up Jim and all the feelings attached- well, watching Brian die while he was alone sucked. Everything else was great. Jim being alive, giving him his gift, and messing around in the hospital the following that.

The last time they went to the hospital was much better in a different way. Jim was laughing a lot more and teasing him. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Last time? Pretty high.

[ Bathroom makeouts and wheelchair surfing! Good times were had by all. ]

What's your list look like?

[swatsflies]

Never thought about putting together a list. [ Massaging Jim's scalp as he thinks about it. ] Every moment has been pretty great.

[ Moving Jim's hair a bit to find the shorter length. It's amazing comparing it to the footage he's seen of Jim's earlier days in Norfinbury. ]

The Inn and the Fire Station definitely rank high. [ They have to work hard on topping it. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Couldn't guess why. Where would you put the clown house?

[ Jim's enjoying that massage, though he feels where Zell's hand is going. ]

-Think I should cut it again?

[swatsflies]

Somewhere under the toy store.

[ They were facing potential death by some kind of trap, but they were in their own little world under that sheet with the taste of candy on their mouths. It was exhilarating in it's own way. It helps that he could actually hear and see Jim again. They also heard from the other two before arriving there, too. Things were looking up and it made every touch amplified. ]

Maybe we should find cake in a better place and try it again. [ Inspecting Jim's hair as he speaks. ] Do you want to cut it?

[rattlingthestars]

Next time we go to the grocer's. [ If they can work it in between trying alien junk exotic fruit, that is.

Speaking of his hair... Jim shrugs. ] Guess it's warmer this way. Feels weird, sometimes.

Phone tagging away

[swatsflies]

[ Or watching Zell eat a banana] I still have that cake mix. If we have oil and fruit, then we can make a pan cake. [ making it together could be dun. Giving a kiss against the nape of his neck. ] I can help with that. [ not sharing his plan on how, but jim will soon feel it. Shiting a bit as he carefully separates strands of his hair. Then he'll start braiding the strands. ]<>

mm pan cakes

[rattlingthestars]

Sounds pretty good.

[ Jim's still a little sleepy and Zell's hand in his hair is tempting him toward drowsing again, though he knows they need to get a move on sooner rather than later.

He's slow to realize what Zell's doing: it's been so long since he was able to do it, and never with a full head of hair. ]

-is it really that long?

Re: mm pan cakes

[swatsflies]

[he hums thoughtfully as he adds more strands in. Does jim want an interesting French braid? The more gair he captures, the more neck he can see. Pausing to bite a spot he uncovers. ] Its getting there. [ It might compete with some of Zell's hair now. ] Hey, Stars?

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's good with a braid, as long as he doesn't look silly. Mostly he just likes Zell playing with his hair and kissing his neck. He thinks this holiday's a pretty good one. ]

-Yeah?

[swatsflies]

[ Going after the back of Jim's ear. Pressing a small kiss there. ]

Happy Valentines, love.

[ Sadly, he's fresh out of hair ties at the moment and he really doesn't want to move from his position. ]

Too bad we can't stay here all day. [ Staying on Jim or relocating to being under the covers and in his arms all day sounds nice. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim wouldn't mind keeping it that way, but he doesn't have any string, either, and his bracelet is staying on his wrist forever. ]

Maybe wherever we stay tonight...

[ He doesn't finish the thought, but he's sure Zell gets the idea. ]

[swatsflies]

[ He'll just have to do it again once they have hair ties.

Zell makes a soft noise at the possibility of something happening later tonight. He might be getting ahead of himself about what that something could be, but he does have an untoward thought or two. Nuzzling just under Jim's ear. ]

You'll let me thank you? [ Walking his fingers down his back over to his hip. Giving it squeeze. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Sure, if you want to think of it that way.

[ Jim puts his hand over Zell's on his hip and leans into it for a moment longer before breaking away. ]

C'mon. Let's go.

waves hands ~*~

[swatsflies]

I'll make sure of it. [ He'll have to come up with a plan between here and the next place they stay at, but he'll definitely make sure Jim knows how much he appreciates him. ]

Alright. [ Moving up and out of bed finally to finish getting ready for the day ]