[Between Rambo over here and the growing pile of khaki Psii was accumulating, TJ wondered if maybe he was dreaming. Or going insane. Or both.
He crossed to Amal, breaking their usual avoidance of PDA. Nothing more than a handhold and a kiss on the forehead, but it was what he could give in the hopes of calming the other man down.]
Maybe, uh, maybe listenin' to Psii and laying down in a bunch of furs might not be so bad? [Unspoken, but: you are seriously tense, dude.]
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He crossed to Amal, breaking their usual avoidance of PDA. Nothing more than a handhold and a kiss on the forehead, but it was what he could give in the hopes of calming the other man down.]
Maybe, uh, maybe listenin' to Psii and laying down in a bunch of furs might not be so bad? [Unspoken, but: you are seriously tense, dude.]