[ James had to suppress the urge to roll his eyes at this whole mushy display of affection. Jim was always so... soft. Wearing his heart on his sleeve, feelings out there for all to see. If James didn't dislike seeing him so distressed, he might've opposed a little more to this little moment.
On the other hand, he always was a little possessive. Liked that others knew Jim was his. Felt a little like claiming him all over again. ]
A house? [ He scrunched his nose— but then leaned back, leveling a stare at Jim. ] Who lives there with you?
[ Basically asking if Jim had moved in with someone. The answer may or may not upset him. ]
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On the other hand, he always was a little possessive. Liked that others knew Jim was his. Felt a little like claiming him all over again. ]
A house? [ He scrunched his nose— but then leaned back, leveling a stare at Jim. ] Who lives there with you?
[ Basically asking if Jim had moved in with someone. The answer may or may not upset him. ]