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by writingtheother51rn

by writingtheother51rn

Okay, hate me all you want but I'm speeding up the healing process.

I sighed looking and Jemmy, who was changing clothes. Dont get me wrong, I just want to pounce sometimes, I just need to talk to him. Plus my shoulder is still healing. James looked at me "Why are you staring at me?" I looked away "I just like you." He sighed and climbed into bed.

"Jemmy?" He hummed. "My shoulder is still healing but...god I'm sorry, I've never had to talk about this." I looked everywhere but him. "Tommy, whats up?" I took a deep breath. "James, once my arm heals... Do you.. Want to..." He nodded understandably. "Yeah." He smiled as I looked at him "Really?" He nodded. "Do you have any questions while your shoulder is still healing?" James asked.

I shook my head "Porn is my best friend." James giggled "I mean like towards me." I nodded "Top or bottom?" He looked away "I'm bottom." I nodded "It's cool. Uhh position preferences?" He shrugged "It's up to you." I nodded. "One last thing, any kinks I should know about?" He shook his head "Not that I'm aware of." He responded. I nodded "Me neither. Although I'm quite fond of hair pulling~" James nodded.

"So uh," he looked back at me "My asthma's getting better." I nodded. "It's all stress caused, so apparently I need to calm down." I shrugged. "Jem?" He hummed "Why don't you want to try and get Reynolds in some sort of trouble?" I asked. He sighed "No proof. It's been a week Tommy, all traces of him have been washed off." He looked away again.

I sighed. "But I can't get rid of him.." I held James' hand. "No matter how hard I try...I just.." He fought the urge to cry. "I can't..." I sighed "I guess you're right. As far as physical evidence is concerned." He nodded "Jemmy?" He hummed. "I love you." He nodded. "Jemmy, why don't you say it back?" He looked confused "Say that I love you?" I nodded. "I do." I sighed

"I just...you never say it back to me when I say it." I looked away. "Thomas, I love you." He stated. "But it feels forced. Like everyone else." I retracted my hand, James came behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "I love you." He tried again. I hummed "Do you though?" He kissed me gently "Yes." He whispered.

I wanted to pull away but something about him was so comforting. I hate it. "More than you realise." He added on, kissing me again. "So much." He kissed me again "more than myself if I'm being honest." He kissed me again "I just want you to be happy." He kissed me longer this time.

"In short, Thomas, I'm disgusted with everything in this world other than yourself." He said, although I couldn't help myself and I pulled him into an extremly long kiss. "Tommy, I'm sorry if you think I don't love I just cant bring myself to say it back a lot of the time. I'm really really damaged. I'm sorry-" I pulled him to a passionate kiss. Jamed didn't really know what to do but melted into it. I put my right hand around his waist and he put his arms around my neck.

I quickly started french kissing him, which was a surprise obviously, considering the fact that I had never done that. To him at least. He got used to it quickly, I carefully put my right hand on his waist. I felt him smile into the kiss, causing me to do the same. I pulled back soon after "Your asthma is getting better." I commented. He giggled. "Is that why you kissed me?" I shook my head "No, I just love you a lot and I...I just love you." He blushed lightly "You say that a lot." He acknowlaged

"Because I do. I've never been in love before." He looked at me with glossy eyes. "Do you recall me saying I've had sex, never made love?" He shook his head "Well. I've had sex, a lot of it. But I've never made love. Theres a huge difference." He nodded "Do you see where I'm going with this?" He nodded "I can change that." I nodded "as soon as this god damn arm heals, that sound like a plan?" He nodded.

"On a completely seprate note, I found an apartment." I nodded "But we're still only seventeen." I added. He shrugged "Your birthday is next week. And mine-" I cut him off to show I pay attention "Is three days after mine." He smiled "You remember." I nodded. "Tommy, I'm getting really sleepy. Is it okay if I go to bed?" I shrugged "Not my call."

James nodded and laid down. "Tommy?" I hummed "Good night." I smiled "Night. I love you." He hesitated "I love you too."

This is short but we needed backstory/fluff/this book needs to go somewhereeeee

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