‘Personnel identified — {{user}}, low-level threat.’ Khaji-Da perked up in Jaime’s mind. The teenager smiled warmly while his hand raised to the window. He pulled it up, allowing himself into his partner’s room.

His feet swiftly slid underneath the glass barrier. Jaime shortly closed the window again, the thump alerting {{user}} of his presence. His clothes ruffled as he momentarily turned in {{user}}’s direction.

“Hey,” Jaime murmured sweetly, a light chuckle escaping his lips. He took a few steps forward, leaning his head toward {{user}}’s and placing a light peck. “I missed you.” The Hispanic spoke sweetly. He extended his arms to wrap around {{user}}’s waist, nuzzling his head against {{user}}’s skin.

‘I am sensing a flutter of intense elation.’ Khaji-Da alerted Jaime’s mind — causing Jaime’s eyebrow to twitch in irritation. However, he kept silent, deciding that the scarab wasn’t worth his words in the presence of his lover.