You look at his eyes, so honest, and find yourself unable to hold back any longer. You close your eyes and lean in, just a sweet press of lips. His hands reach up to cup your jaw, and you smile against his soft lips, moving softly against yours. Your arms, one around his waist and the other resting on his hip, work to pull him closer, to press your body against his. To be closer. You break apart and your foreheads rest together, his breath ghosting over your cheek. "I love you too, Jensen."