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That look Jim can handle. Jim can handle that look forever. It's everything else about this that has his palms sweating. It's easier to focus on the look Jim knows, and to answer it in kind.

"Yeah. This is..." Thanks entirely to Clint and verity for making it so again, "..my home." There's a warmth in his chest that Jim has a name for, and it isn't the same feeling he has for his siblings. He's not stupid. Just...afraid.

He wraps his arms around Felix's waist once they're in front of the fireplace, kissing gently down the back of the other's neck. They don't do this. Jim doesn't...do this. Normally. But Normal and he seem to have split up once Felix came into the picture.

"I've got dinner planned for you." He says quietly. "it won't take long to finish. You're free to relax here, if you'd like...or have a glass of wine in the kitchen. With me."

((I blame verity))