As soon as they're seated Drake wraps his arm back around Jesus' shoulders, tugging him in close and encouraging him to lean as he settles. And then he's quiet for a long moment, head tipped forward to rest against the other man's as he considers how to respond to that. It feels like a fresh wound he needs to be careful about being gentle with.

"It was never gonna be no, Jesus. More like yes or not yet," he murmurs, "I meant it that I'd still be here for you even if you didn't want to stay with me... I don't think you've got it in you to do the kinda stuff that'd change my feelings. That piece of paper isn't why I love you, it just hurt to think you didn't want it anymore."