Wow, what a terrible fate, ( neon deadpans with a wrinkling of his nose. the urge to kiss him still hasn't dissipated. for some reason, the tension between them seems thicker. maybe it's because this is all very much outside their usual haunts - his room, the couch, the hot tub, even the bathrooms of some of the clubs they frequent. all familiar.

all of this is new to neon and he feels kind of ... grateful to be pulled into this part of jasper's world.

he takes his hand again after walking around under his arm. )

You know, it's okay if you're too tired to fuck, ( neon finds himself saying as they head over. ) God knows that I want to, but I'm also cool with just ... chillin'. It's hectic here.