There's no hesitation before Drake's response, just a softening of his expression. Still serious, but warm and grateful.

"I promise." It's not something he's ever been good at and those conversations certainly aren't easy, but it's getting less frightening to have them with Jesus. Instead Drake's mostly afraid he'll seem too comfortable. Too fond, and that'll be what sets the other man running. Or that was the fear until... now.

Now, it's more like hope. That maybe eventually he won't have to hold so much back. That Jesus will find somebody who helps him prove to himself these sort of feelings aren't something he needs to avoid, so he won't run. That they can just be whatever they are without the caution tape.

Drake leans in and kisses Jesus far more sweetly than their current pose and talk of handcuffs would usually call for.