He doesn't even know that he's saying anything because Jacobi is still reliving that kiss. He wraps himself around him, hearing something about dog hair, and laughs to himself.
"Yeah, I think I'll be alright," he promises, remembering the way he lingered against his wrist. "What about you? Do you need - uh....anything?" he wonders.
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Date: 2021-08-27 06:14 pm (UTC)"Yeah, I think I'll be alright," he promises, remembering the way he lingered against his wrist. "What about you? Do you need - uh....anything?" he wonders.