[ Jim watches Zell type from his shoulder, silent and still until he finishes and hands it off. The writing is almost clear, the same as his words had been. He trusts Zell enough to close his eyes at Zell's request and wait for his touch which is real and warm and solid.
He lets himself be pulled and lifted into Zell and sets the tablet aside so that he can wrap himself around his boyfriend's shoulders and use his forearms to hold Zell's face close. ]
It's okay, it's okay-
[ That one comes out with no static, though Jim doesn't notice. ]
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He lets himself be pulled and lifted into Zell and sets the tablet aside so that he can wrap himself around his boyfriend's shoulders and use his forearms to hold Zell's face close. ]
It's okay, it's okay-
[ That one comes out with no static, though Jim doesn't notice. ]
It's going to be okay.