"Jesse,what are you doing?" Syrus asked the bluehair that sat on a rock, humming to himself.
"Oh? Oh. I'm wrighting a song. You wanna hear"
"Sure." Syrus sat down next to Jesse on the grass.
Jesse started singing with a clear and happy tune;
"Being with you,
is the best thing I know.
Watching you,
is the most calming thing I've felt.
Talking with you,
makes me feel like the happiest man on earth.
Being with Jim,
is the best thing I know.
Smiling with him,
is the best in the world." then he looked at Syrus, that had started blushing. "Well, what do you think?" he asked.
Syrus rose to his feet, quickly excusing himself, saying he had to go to the bathroom.
"What's with him?" Jesse pondered.
-The next day-
Jesse sat by the edge of the forest, singing low on his song that was all about his love for the crockodile-man.
He saw Jim's crock Shirley crawl on the ground.
"Hey, where'd ya have Jim?" he asked, knowing fully that he would get no answer from the reptile.
"She's got me right here, mate." a voice with an australian accent said.
"Jim!" Jesse jumped down from the rock, giving the crock-man a hug.
"Uhm... Jesse?" Jim blushed as Jesse stood up on his tip-toes, letting his lips brush against the taller males.
Jim let go of his embarrassment and pulled the shorter closer, giving Jesse a tender kiss.
The shorter boy leaned into the kiss, feeling Jim's hands travel under his shirt, and letting himself lay his arms around Jim's neck, deepening the kiss even further.