JC/Chris

hail

In the mean time, the way Chris smiles becomes intensely important to him.

When Chris looks at him, half-smiling with a little tense twist on one side, JC feels himself falling, falling. He has absolutely no idea what Chris is thinking, what he wants. He just stands there waiting, looking, until he can't take it anymore.

"What?" he asks, feeling completely unsettled, his heart beating uncomfortably hard.

Chris twists his mouth a little more, into a real smile. "No, no," he says. "Just."

And then there's no more time to wonder, and Chris's mouth is covering his own, electric, wet.