Jack's eyes are huge and locked on mine. He looks about as nervous as I feel, unsure, and scared in a way I've only seen a couple times. It's not like how he looks when he has an episode, it's nothing like that.
"Oh, Jack," I breathe finally, pushing the words past the lump in my throat as I drop his hand so I can roll up enough to push in close, cupping his face with one hand as I press a kiss to his lips. Compared to all the kisses we've shared in the past few months, this one's pretty chaste, but it's insistent, every emotion under my chest just welling up and threatening to spill on over as I pull away just enough to whisper against his lips, "I love you too, Jack Laurent Zimmermann."
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Date: 2016-10-25 10:16 pm (UTC)Jack's eyes are huge and locked on mine. He looks about as nervous as I feel, unsure, and scared in a way I've only seen a couple times. It's not like how he looks when he has an episode, it's nothing like that.
"Oh, Jack," I breathe finally, pushing the words past the lump in my throat as I drop his hand so I can roll up enough to push in close, cupping his face with one hand as I press a kiss to his lips. Compared to all the kisses we've shared in the past few months, this one's pretty chaste, but it's insistent, every emotion under my chest just welling up and threatening to spill on over as I pull away just enough to whisper against his lips, "I love you too, Jack Laurent Zimmermann."