Flycatcher Downs if i ever leave, i could learn to miss you

silence yet again, but this time jaime finds himself drifting. the touch is comforting, despite everything. his eyes close, and he relaxes — until it stops. unexpectedly dismayed, his eyes flutter open. can we... um, will you stay with me for a bit? um, stay close, i mean, it isn't smooth, but he never is, and this is another first. they've never been in a place for mutual affection; he doesn't even know if alamar wants it.