[Also please remember that Jim refers to himself in third person huhu]
You finally arrived at the safety of your house. A Co-worker that was close to you had died, and you blamed yourself so badly.
Your boyfriend was sick too, Which just added slightly to your stress.
You opened your door and closed it behind you, and threw your bag on the couch, but the couch let out a surprised Yelp.
(Since Jim's nose is clogged, I'll put a translation in comments about what he said.)
Then you realized someone was on it. "Jim- Jim hean.. [N/A]..? Is hat.. hou..?" The man said on the couch, and you smiled as you walked up to him.
"Haha, Yes. It's me, Jim." You signed as you put your arms on the couch.
"Goob ebening.. Jim.." He said, his words being slightly wrong because of the clog in his nose.
He turned to you instead of laying on his stomach and reached up to you, his hands making grabby motions. "Hug Jim phease?"
"Hmhm." You chuckled muffedly. "Sure, dear."
"Haih- Jim migh het hou hick!" He realized and backed away.
"Nah." You signed, and sat on the couch with your head on your hands. "I have a strong immune system, remember?"
Silence filled the air, until you felt arms wrap around you slowly. "Dih homehing hahhen?"
He asked, leaning his head on your shoulder as he yawned. "No, Nothing much."
"Hen hy ih Jim huhet?" He said, burying his face to your shirt as you removed your head from your hands and crossed your arms instead, a small smile reaching your face as your boyfriend continues doing adorable stuff that always cheered you up.
(That subway track looks mighty comfy rn)
"It's just.. Nothing." You insisted, and he responded with a sigh. "It'h ohay ih hou hoht hehh Jim.."
"Jim'h hlan his ho heeh hou hup!" He said as he confidently tried to move his hand and placed it on his chest, a proud look on his face.
You chuckled, and leaned your head on one of your hands as you watched him do anything stupid but oddly adorable.
"Aho! Here has hone hime Jim has hihed ah a hewhehahoh!" He tried his best to say it clearly, and then excused himself to empty his nose for a sec.
You nodded, a soft smile on your face as you waited for him to come back.
He finally came back, and cleared his throat.
"As Jim was saying; there was one time Jim was hired as a weatherman!" He cheered, and you tilted your head and signed. "Really?"
"Really!" He said as he jumped up. "They hired Jim's Jim brother too! Jim was the News reporter and Jim was the Weatherman!"
"That's so cool." You signed as your smile widened more because the more you spent time with him the more you forgot about what happened at work.
"Jim knows, right!" He said, messing up his hair. "There were other people that looked like Jim, too; they all looked so cool!"
The his eyes lit up. "Oh! You should meet them!"
"That'd be nice, I wanna see who's working with my lover." You signed as you winked at him, Which made him blush.
"Hey! You know it's Jim's job to be the man in the relationship!" He pouted.
"And? Who says I can't?" You signed as you leaned towards him, eyebrows raised as your eyes turned lidded, his face turning more red.
"Okay Jim wants you to stop it-!" He flusteredly said, putting his face in his hands, and turning away.
"Oh god damn- Jim forgot Jim sick-" He said, as the quickness of him turning around gave him a smack back to reality.
He almost fell to the floor, if it wasn't for you catching him. "How about we get some rest, Yeah?" You signed, as you carried him bridal style.
(Your stronk)
"Hm.. yeah.. Jim right.." He mumbled tiredly, swinging his arm over your shoulder, as he yawned again.
You smiled again at him, and carried him towards you guy's bedroom.
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[This Chapter's art/s are..!]
He said, burying his face to your shirt as you removed your head from your hands and crossed your arms instead, a small smile reaching your face as your boyfriend continues doing adorable stuff that always cheered you up.
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