Genres/Plot summary: Canon/Romance. Jimmy has his ways of showing Coop what he can’t say.
Listen
You say it when you’re alone, and he’s half-drowsing on the couch. You keep it quiet, slip it in easily enough, but you can tell from the hitch in his half-smile that he notices, maybe he even understands that it’s one of the only ways that you can acknowledge what’s going on: acknowledge him.
He told you once that he’s almost forgotten to respond when someone calls him Sean. Burned out in the war, Jimmy. Coop’s all that’s left now.
You like to string your hand in his hair, and summon him back to here and now.
He always comes.