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((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

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[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 ]