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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]

Sounds good.

[ Jim only jumps a little at the pat. You'd think he would be used to that by now, but he's still just a little disbelieving that someone is doing that to him. ]

Let's do it.

[swatsflies]

[ Whoops. Guess he'll just have to keep doing it until Jim gets it in his head that he has that pull on someone.

He does move his hand up to Jim's lower back at the jump though. ] Want to grab this one?

[ Patting the mattress. ] We can cover the floors with them to make it more comfortable.

[ He heads over to the other bed in the room. Snagging the mattress and moving to the bed further away to stack it on top. How many can Zell handle? If they weren't so awkward to cart around, probably more than two or three. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ It'll probably never sink in all the way.

Jim shrugs and pull the mattress off, bringing it to Zell's pile instead. ]

We can carry them together.

[swatsflies]

[ His boyfriend is super cute! Giving a nod as he waits for Jim to pile it on, and then taking up the bottom corners closest to him. ] You sure you can handle it? [ He's teasing. They resemble gym mats, but don't seem to be as heavy. Once Jim takes up the other end, Zell will start moving backwards towards the door. ]

I'll trust you to tell me where to go. [ Reversing their previous visit together through the hospital. ]

[rattlingthestars]

I think I'll manage somehow. [ Jim's rolling his eyes a little at the teasing, but he's grinning, too. It wasn't too long ago that Zell wouldn't tease like that and he likes it. ] Careful, there's a chair. Left.

[ Jim's going to guide him accurately, even if he is a little tempted to guide Zell into a wall. He's not an angel.

As soon as they make it to the other room, he's dropping his end of the mattresses and dragging them out to form a comfortable bed. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Zell would have forgiven him after maybe a kiss and a little pay back. He follows instructions without any doubt, though. Keeping his attention squarely on his boyfriend or beyond him to make sure they really were alone. ]

We make a great team. [ Even if it's easy, Zell still has to celebrate it. Waiting until Jim has them all arranged before slinging an arm around him to give him a peck on the cheek. Then he's moving on to his stuff to grab out the sheet, dress, and the extra clothes he snagged for fabric parts. Returning to his side to hold them out. ]

I think I have binder clips and paper clips still.

[rattlingthestars]

Yeah, we do. [ He preens a little under Zell's arm, but turns his attention to the situation when he breaks away. A little rummaging in his disaster of a bag turns up nothing useful and he huffs in annoyance. ]

Think I've still got a couple of binder clips somewhere, plus the stick -

[ To prop up the middle! Jim's giving this the Very Serious attention it deserves. ]

When we get home, I'm we're going to do so much better than this.

[ He doesn't seem to realize what he just said. ]

[swatsflies]

Yeah, we definitely will. [ It takes a moment before it sinks in what Jim is saying. Watching Jim for a minute as he's likely doing the cute concentration face that Zell really adores as he processes the words. ]

When we get home. [ He repeats it with warmth in his words. Dumping supplies on a hospital bed. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's eyebrows are indeed drawn together and his lip between his teeth as he pulls his own blanket up to the hospital bed's railing. He's not even looking at Zell until Zell repeats his own words back at him.

It takes a moment, but his head whips up and he meets Zell's eyes, if he's looking. ]

-Right.

[ ,He won't say anything else, it'll ruin the moment, but his heart's loud enough to make up for it. ]

[swatsflies]

[ And there is confirmation! Zell is going to forget helping the normal way and move over to stand behind Jim. Hooking his thumbs into his belt to give it a tug. ]

Right. [ Grinning as he repeats the word as confirmation. It's confirmation to let Jim know he's definitely okay with that. Home has already changed it's meaning from a place, to a person an inch or two shorter than he is. ]

With a lot more blankets?

[rattlingthestars]

Right.

[ Home is turning to look up at him with warmth shining in his eyes. ]

A lot more blankets. And... pillows. A mountain. [ Jim leans back into Zell, enjoying, as he always does, the warmth of his boyfriend at his back. ] We'll build it in front of the fire and stay there all night.

[ He casts a glance over their efforts, which seem pale and gray in light of what Jim's imagining for them. He's still warm, though, with Zell. ]

-But this is good too.

[swatsflies]

[ It's looks like this that reminds Zell just how lucky he is. Giving a content sigh as he feels Jim's weight against him. Sliding his hands around to rest on his stomach. Burying his face against Jim's neck, while he huffs a laugh. ]

And you'll read to me? [ Pressing his lips against the curve of his neck. ]

This is definitely good.

[ Even if he's not really looking at the whole picture. He's just zoomed in on Jim and how he filled the room with warmth just by being there. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Anything you want.

[ Jim brings up one arm to rest on the back of Zell's neck, leaving the line of his stomach further unguarded. ]

It'll probably get better if we finish it.

[swatsflies]

Anything? [ Once again, he has a few ideas as to what he would like to do. Some he wouldn't mind trying out before then, too. Spreading his fingers out to explore lower and lower on his stomach. ]

We'll finish it. [ Chortling quietly after nipping against that neck. Zell is going to be finished at this point with all the touches and the talk of home. ]