It kills me (in the best way!) that Luke thinks of Jess like a son. In that scene where Lorelai asks him if he ever wanted to throw a ball with his son and he says he has Jess. It got me right in the feels :'D
How do I even begin to describe my feels for the father/son relationship of Luke Danes and Jess Mariano. Like it is one of the best developed, most pure relationships on Gilmore Girls, if not all tv ever.
Like this grumpy sarcastic teddy bear of a loner takes in his seventeen-year old nephew because damned if the kid is going to slip off the map if HE can do anything about it. And their relationship goes from this constant angry antagonistic monosyllabic fight where Luke is slapping Jess upside the head and pushing him into lakes to “we’ll hold hands and skip after” and “we should have ate before we came” to Luke putting his friendship with Lorelai on the line to defend HIS KID after the car accident to this beautiful wonderful grown-up connection. And Jess helps Luke with his ties and his pocket squares and rescues him from himself +flour and forces him to talk about his relationship troubles. And in “any relationship, it’s important to make sure the other person knows you appreciate them” and “I was listening.” And Luke goes to hipster bookshops and lets Jess steal his hat and “I’m proud of you” and “I’m here Jess, I’m always here.” And SO MANY HUGS.
Basically these two dorky emotionally stunted assholes and their relationship literally give me life and Luke and Jess loving each other and being happy is my favorite Gilmore Girls emotion rivalled only by Luke being Rory’s actual dad, and please come talk to me about this beautiful emotion anytime and all the time.