Lost Creek Hollow are you worth your weight in gold? cause youre behind [m]y eyelids when i'm all alone

unfortunately, his plans go a little awry. alamar turns his head, and their noses meet suddenly, freezing jaime in place for a moment. his face flushes. he pulls away after a few beats, licking alamar's nose playfully. vole-breath, he accuses teasingly as he steps back — to lighten the air, to draw attention away from his racing heart and too-warm skin. it shows in his eyes, though, as it always does.