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corpatrem:

He thinks he can feel his heart soar, that weightless, particular happy feeling that Jim has experienced on rare occasions. Still – this one, this moment, felt all the more unique in a way that Jim couldn’t quite place. You see, Jim Ayer believed in soulmates, and all that sappy stuff that came with love at first sight.

Jim is certain that that’s what had just happened.

A clink of the beers. Eye contact that held, and a smile that threatens to explode off his face. George is undeniably handsome; jeez, swoon-worthy to Jim and he steps in a little closer, nodding towards the beach. “Let me grab us another round, and then why don’t we head down to the water?”

JIM STEPS in closer and george feels his pulse kick up a notch , his eyes bright with a silly giddiness . the man is beautiful , no denying that , though quite a bit younger . to his somewhat surprise , that’s not dissuading george as much as is it normally might . he finishes off his beer then nods .

❝ i think i would like that a lot , jim . ❞

#[ g. convo ]#corpatrem #ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ [ g . 0 0 2 ]

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“Oh, not the dogs!” He exclaims, patting George’s chest tenderly. “I pinky promise that I will not do that to you again on our anniversary.” An accent is placed on the word before Jim grins again, peppering the other man’s face with kisses. “But how can I help it when you’re the most desirable man in all the world, and I want said world to know that you chose me?”

Jim guides George to the spread, parting for just a moment so that Jim could pull out a chair for his husband, “Sir?” He says, winking before sliding in the chair once George seats himself. Jim busies himself with opening the wine, pouring them both a generous glass before he seats himself across from George.

“Happy Anniversary, my darling.” He begins, raising his glass, “May you live to be a hundred, and I live that minus one day, so that I never have to live without you.” Quoting Winnie the Pooh? Absolutely.

HE’S TRYING not to be wooed . really he is ( okay , that’s a lie ) , but jim makes it so bloody difficult . he sits down in the chair that’s pulled out for him , watching all of jim’s actions with amused fond eyes . he lifts his own glass , but then scoffs at the ‘ speech ’ he gives .

❝ well given our ages , i’d say that’s highly unlikely . better for me . ❞

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corpatrem:

“For good.” Jim tenderly tells George. The hand that was on George’s back now slides down to interlace his fingers with his lover’s. “It’s as real as it can get. You’re not imagining me, and I’m certainly not imagining you.” A broad grin as the descend down into a theater-like room, and Jim gestures, motioning for George to sit. “Everything will start to make sense,” Jim continues talking, “ – the reel of your life. And the…aftermath, too.” He tells him, gesturing at the screen as he goes behind the projector to start it up.

HE FEELS thoroughly confused by what jim is telling him , what a reel of his life is . then again , exactly what’s happening hasn’t . . . fully caught up with him yet . it will get there , in time . for now , he can’t do much but stare at jim , to drink him hungrily , gone so long deprived of him . it’s like he can finally breathe again .

❝ i don’t need to see that , ❞ he says quietly , a small shake of his head . ❝ i don’t care . i don’t - you’re here . that’s all that matters . ❞

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and the more george seems to understand and accept what’s happened to him, the more jim seems to become clearer, less faded, more color. jim looks like he did when george had first met him, and he smiles gently, hands coming up to return his kiss, feeling that desperation, feeling that love as he soothes his soulmate.

“ it’s alright now, george. everything is alright.” his voice lulls, and he breaks from george’s lips only to press a kiss on the other man’s nose, a habit that he’d always done when they were together. jim’s hand comes up to brush george’s tears away, hand then running through his hair. jim only takes a moment to look at him, beaming; so proud of his old man. his beautiful, lovely, wonderful george before he wraps his arms around him in a warm, all-enveloping hug. “ there’s lots i gotta get you acquainted with – there’s also –….” a brief pause, “ — other options, if you’re interested, but we’ll get there. ” he tells him, still holding george tightly. “ you’re home with me, okay? that’s all that matters. ”

HE CAN actually hear jim’s words now , though he’s still having a difficult time understanding them . there are a lot of things he’s saying and george is having a hard time following . so he nods , pressing into the solid warmth of his lover as he lets himself be guided along .

❝ this is real , isn’t it ? i’m here ? YOU’RE here . . . ? for good ? ❞

#[ g. convo ]#corpatrem #george ghost verse

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the dinner table is set, and jim makes sure he’s in casual, yet… still stylish clothes. after all, they only get to celebrate their anniversary once a year. of course, regardless of the occasion, he likes to go all out. birthdays, holidays, and anniversaries, sometimes he thinks, to george’s dismay.

still, he is giddy, and seeing george will bring a broad smile to his face. george falconer still gives him butterflies every single time. but seeing that look upon his husband’s features, jim has the right sense to look apologetic, and he’s glad he jumped the gun on making sure to apologize straight out the gate. hands will slide underneath, wrapping around george’s middle as jim will pull him in close, kissing him soundly on the lips.

“ yes, professor. ” is said quite solemnly, at least for jim’s standards, though he won’t be able to completely hide the slight quiver of a grin that wants to form. “ i’ll make it up to you, i promise. scout’s honor. ” he’ll say boldly, pulling george with him now to the dining room where jim has set out their fancy plates and glasses. where he he has put on their song on on the record player, and where he’s perhaps filled about half the room with roses.

“ our favorites from coppa entoca. they sent a very nice bottle of wine just waiting to be opened. don’t stay mad at me…please? ” and here, another kiss, this time on george’s forehead.

THERE’S A sigh on his lips as he’s slowly led by jim from the foyer toward the dining room . not for the first time , the image of jim is likened to one of their puppies in his mind’s eye . how jim manages to make that ENDEARING , george has no idea . but when he sees the spread in front of him , the food , the roses , the music , george’s irritation melts . not that their evening was in particular danger of being ruined by it anyway , but this certainly soothed it even more .

❝ jim . . . ❞ he says quietly , taking it all in . he’s pulled back in from it by the kiss pressed to his forehead . he winds an arm around the other man’s middle and glances over at him . ❝ i won’t stay mad at you . but if you do that to me on our anniversary again , i’m packing the house and taking the dogs . ❞ it would be a more commanding threat if there wasn’t a smile worming its way onto his lips .

#[ g. para ]#corpatrem #corpatrem jim #ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ [ g . 0 0 2 ]

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corpatrem:

it certainly may not have seemed like it – what with jim’s easy ‘ go-with-the-flow ’ mentality, but he did try and choose his battles ( i.e. when to get george to stay home with him ) correctly. though, he’s got to say it’s not so much of a battle as a favored hobby. a laugh escapes jim happily, wrapping his arms around george, taking the hint and sidling up as close as he could, pressing a soft kiss to the other man’s nose.

“ oh, i’d desert for you in an instant, old man - to hell with the consequences. ”

IT MUST say something about george that the two most important people in his life that he would lay down absolutely anything for are also the two most aggravating people in his life . and yet , the love and warmth radiating out of his eyes as jim presses a kiss to his nose couldn’t possibly be missed , not even when the affection makes george close said eyes .

❝ i’d like to say i’d be a good man and make you go , but - - - - no , i don’t think i would , ❞ he hums and takes jim’s face between his hands to press slow kisses along his cheekbones .

#[ g. convo ]#corpatrem #corpatrem jim #ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ [ g . 0 0 2 ]

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his smile falters only for a split second when george mentions love, but it’s back when he says friend. if jim is bold, it’s because he’s learned that life was fleeting; life was too short - even without a war! he shuffles in place, as if steadying himself but still with an ease about him that not many had left. jim catches george’s eye, and hopes that he isn’t imagining it, that perhaps this george and he were connecting in a way that he hopes that they were.

“ well, ” jim begins, humming slightly as he tilts his head up for a moment as if to gaze at the night sky, the stars winking down at him before he looks back down, and this time, his smile is wider, smiling at his new companion. “ i think i’d like to get to know you better, george. ”

AT FIRST he’s confused , unsure how his question to jim has anything to do with getting to know him . and AS he has that thought , his brain makes the connection , and to his embarrassment , he actually feels his cheeks go hot . his smile and following laugh are tinged with a hint of awkwardness but the look in his eyes says the idea is very welcome .

❝ well , JIM . ❞ the name feels delightful to say , fitting perfectly along the length of his tongue . ❝ i think i can drink to that , ❞ he says with a smile , lifting his beer to meet the other man’s .

#[ g. para ]#corpatrem #corpatrem jim #acercontego #ⁱ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵖʳᵉᵖᵃʳᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ᵍˡᵃˢˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ [ g . 0 0 2 ]