[ Of course. That can mean so many things, but Kalim's interpretation, as it turns out, is that it's really more of a You're welcome. And oh, if that doesn't make him feel warm all over again.
Kalim could say a great many things right now. He could extoll Jamil's virtues in a bulletpoint format. He could fill this silence between them with words or with song. But sometimes, the quiet can speak volumes louder than his mouth ever could, and he's not about to ruin a perfect moment by talking too much.
No, why would he do that, when he can ruin the moment with one well-placed question? ]
Jamil. [ Kalim's fingers are wandering, trailing away from his hair and down his chest instead. ] Where else can I touch you?
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Kalim could say a great many things right now. He could extoll Jamil's virtues in a bulletpoint format. He could fill this silence between them with words or with song. But sometimes, the quiet can speak volumes louder than his mouth ever could, and he's not about to ruin a perfect moment by talking too much.
No, why would he do that, when he can ruin the moment with one well-placed question? ]
Jamil. [ Kalim's fingers are wandering, trailing away from his hair and down his chest instead. ] Where else can I touch you?