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⠀ 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 ⠀

Shedding the blankets off of them. He was warmed up enough anyways. ‘ sorry.. better? ’

Shifting slightly. Playing with his hair.

‘ bless you. ’ He whispers. Kissing his head.

Still depends on the situation.

Both come with two very different personalities from James.

Three hours if he doesn’t tell him where he’s going. Seven if he does.

Only if he didn’t let him know. Or took too long.

Knox can go wherever he likes… James just wants him to come back is all.

He became obsessed. He doesn’t slice up the things he’s obsessed with. Abuse maybe… sort of- And overindulges greatly. But he wouldn’t cut up Knox, not unless he’s completely pissing James off.

Because James would have too much fun enjoying himself with Knox’s body. It’s fucking gorgeous to him.

Matches perfectly with his frozen skin. How ironic ~

Happily cuddling back.

‘ okay baby. ’

‘ okay. So long as you’re sure. ’

‘ are you sure? ’

‘ you’re warming me up.. still feel like ice but I don’t want you suffering. ’

Shedding more blankets off. ‘ suppose so. ’

‘ not really.. I mean I hate being hot, but I hate being cold more. ’

‘ I’m sorry.. ’

He loves it. But he doesn’t want Knox suffering. So he’s taking a few more blankets off for him. Nuzzling more. ‘ you feel nice.. ’