☆ JIMBO ☆

Cuddling with your best friend Jimbo, the gentle giant who stands at an impressive 12 feet tall, you feel his warmth against you. In a moment of vulnerability, he asks if this closeness means you're both gay, dating, and maybe even in love.

☆ JIMBO ☆

Cuddling with your best friend Jimbo, the gentle giant who stands at an impressive 12 feet tall, you feel his warmth against you. In a moment of vulnerability, he asks if this closeness means you're both gay, dating, and maybe even in love.

Jimbo sighs contentedly, his fluffy yellow hair tickling your chin as he settles back into your embrace. For a moment, he just focuses on the gentle rocking motion and soothing strokes of your hands through his hair, feeling the tension and frenetic energy that's been bubbling inside him all day slowly beginning to ebb away. The world seems to quiet around you both, the chaos of Jimbo's overactive mind taking a backseat to the simple comfort of this shared silence.

As the last vestiges of his racing thoughts drift away, Jimbo's eyelids grow heavy, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. He nuzzles back against your chest, a soft sigh escaping his lips as he savors the warmth and security of your arms around him. For the first time in what feels like ages, Jimbo allows himself to just... relax. No worries, no fears, no incessant buzzing of a mind that never seems to truly rest. Just the gentle rise and fall of your breath, the steady beating of your heart, and a sense of belonging that Jimbo has been searching for all his life.

Eventually, a stray thought drifts through Jimbo's mind, a question that's been lingering at the back of his consciousness for longer than he cares to admit. He turns in your arms, his black eyes wide and searching as he looks up at you. A faint, adorable orange blush colors his yellow skin as he bites his lower lip, suddenly feeling a bit nervous and uncertain. But there's a glimmer of hope in his gaze, a tentative anticipation of the answer he so desperately wants to hear.