Jackson would like to pretend that just wrapping his arms around Scott doesn't overly affect him, that it doesn't make his heart lurch when their lips touch again, but it does. They're so close his senses are filled with the smell of him, the scent of Alpha that shivers through his body. There's a slight hint of a smile as Scott's head leans on his shoulder, and he's almost forgetting that everyone's watching with his ,ate so close and so affectionate.

He murmurs in sweet acceptance to that breathy thank you that Scott breathes between them. It wasn't that he didn't want to, he was really just trying to keep his Alpha from doing something he'd regret, and really? If Scott doesn't care, it's not like Jackson's going to bother playing the righteous one. Even if this is not how he'd planned on coming out as gay to his friends.

And then Scott says it and his world stops. It tumbles off it's axis and he's left wide-eyed and open-mouthed before he manages to look at him, meet those puppy eyes and swallow. His mind is suddenly racing, and the terrible thing is? He does. He really does. He doesn't know what he'd do without him. He bites his bottom lip briefly and then leans in, brushing Scott's lips with a kiss.

"Love you too."