[ jayce laughs with surprise— he shouldn't be surprised because, yes, for all his intent and purposes, he wanted to sit down and kiss the hell out of his intellectual lips, he wants to kiss him right now as he speaks. the absolute size of viktor's genius makes jayce feel like he's fluttering his way into the clouds.

they're still holding hands. he doesn't know if his heart is ever going to beat steadily again. it could burst right out of him, at any minute. ]

I don't see anything stopping us from doing both.

[ he too, has so many questions, but—

jayce is so full of unfiltered devotion that he can't hold it back. it's his turn, now, to do this properly. to fix the strands of loose hair over viktor's eyes to the side of his head, the licking curl of a lock being smoothed behind his ear. fingers brush past viktor's cheek, and jayce, with unmatched charm, hushes to him: ]

And I'm guessing I did a good job, if you're jumping to making out.

[ courtship: success?? but he's a pleaser where and with who it counts. clear instructions and validations were his weakness, but the point of all that is: he's being a big tease. ]