[ It is so utterly, depressingly difficult to care about the oasis, or the sun, or leaving carpet, or drowning to death, while Jamil's fingers are in his hair. It should be alarming. Jamil really could lead him into any manner of gruesome end, and Jamil would go willingly. Happily. So long as Jamil rubs his head on the way there.
Jamil's rarely seen him this content, and that's a feat in and of itself. Kalim is remarkably unfettered, but he's rarely relaxed. Yet here he is, eyes drifting shut through a sweet smile and a soft sigh. Maybe this was the trick all along; Kalim's OFF switch. No thoughts, just vibes. ]
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Jamil's rarely seen him this content, and that's a feat in and of itself. Kalim is remarkably unfettered, but he's rarely relaxed. Yet here he is, eyes drifting shut through a sweet smile and a soft sigh. Maybe this was the trick all along; Kalim's OFF switch. No thoughts, just vibes. ]
Mmhmm!
[ Kalim is melting. ]
Eventually.