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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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[swatsflies]

[ Zell offers up his wrists to Jim. Go ahead and cuff him. ]

If something happens... hide. You have to promise me you'll hide at least.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim wraps his hands around Zell's wrists instead for now, and squeezes. ]

I promise I'll run. Not gonna stick around and let you kick my butt.

[swatsflies]

[ Letting out a grateful sigh at that. Then he'll pull his arms back slowly, not to disengage his hands, but to bring Jim closer. ]

Good. I love you, Stars.

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim goes, easy, and kisses Zell soundly as soon as he gets there. ]

Really missed hearing that, you know?

[swatsflies]

[ He wants to wrap his arms around him or to run his hands through his hair...

but neither of them can trust him now. He can see see the marks he left. Returning the kiss with a slow and drawn out one of his own. ]

I love you. [ He'll say it as many times as Jim wants to hear. ]