#oooh noo I don't remember my ship tags ;;

[caeloservare]

"Doesn't mean I can't kiss it better." He replied pressing gentle kisses to his eyelids.

"Allow me." James requested, leading Qrow towards the couch. He had to let go for a moment, wriggling out of his coat, before sitting comfortably and pulling Qrow into his lap. Then he wrapped his coat around him, covering his head and shoulders in his coat. A blanket probably would be a better choice.

"Take your time. You don't have to be rough and tough all the time. Not when you're with me." James held him close, hoping it was comforting.

"And tell me who to kill." He added half-joking.

@caeloservare asked: [ no tears & kiss ] – for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. //for Qrow ;A;

Qrow always tried not to cry in front of people. It had been driven into him as a child that crying was weakness, and you weren't allowed to show weakness.

So when James found him, he tried quickly to wipe at his eyes, hoping the other wouldn't notice. But of course, he was smarter than that.

Large hands cupped his face, thumbs gently running over his cheeks. James pressed a kiss to his forehead, and Qrow felt his face heat up.

"I'm not a kid, Jimmy," he grumbled, but also didn't make any attempt to move away from him.