There was no turning back, no option to abandon his plans. Not that he ever would, he intended to support Kennedy, forever, otherwise there would be no point to this nerve wracking moment. After all the chaos and stress he put himself through to stand before her, as he was in this very moment, he was going to summon the courage and do it, he had to.
As he held Kennedy’s face in his shaking hands, he took a deep breath and began to speak.
John: “ Ken, I…I asked you outside for a reason, a very important reason actually…a-and I don’t exactly know how to say this, b-but…”
"I'm not okay. I don't know if I'll ever be okay. And if you can't be with me now, then you may as well leave" for some of that sweet ninette angst if you're so willing