[ augh— even the bump of their noses leaves jayce weak. the quick pullback has him holding his breath from the anticipation, then likely smiling as he realizes he's been played. it makes him want all the more.

jayce bites into his lower lip, however brief, to hinder his smile from going too wide. noticing viktor's intention, jayce follows and does the same: facing him, with one leg crossed, and his injury stretched out in front of him and to viktor's side.

there's a much better view this way. ]

All the time. Sometimes they'd get so— [ he looks for the word, uses his hand to gesture, ] Fantastical, I'd think I'd have the wildest imagination when it came to you. Or . . .

[ a beat, voice going low and mildly sheepish, ]

I've been dreaming with you almost every night.