"Just want you to be happy, kid," he said, "I dunno, I'm just thinking aloud I guess." His hips gave a shallow thrust up and into Jim's weight.

Jim looked worried now, and that wasn't what he wanted, his insecurities to be shared with Jim. "Guess some days I wake up and can't believe my luck," he told Jim, looking all around his face before settling on his eyes, watching himself reflected back in them.