Two, [Ned says automatically. Two favors, Jacob. Don't forget, because Ned won't. Just like he won't forget Jacob saying he's his; already those two little words have dug under his ribs and will poke at his heart until he fills Jacob in on... secrets. He knows it can't all be kisses and flirting forever. It might not be kisses and flirting again, if— there's always a chance he'll be turned away...
But it's two favors and Jacob is here now, and after a moment Ned sighs and drops his head down to Jacob's shoulder. Hmm. He almost wants to climb into the chair with him now, which means it's probably time to stop.]
My, you even smell nicer than usual. [Ned,] Just what am I going to do with you?
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But it's two favors and Jacob is here now, and after a moment Ned sighs and drops his head down to Jacob's shoulder. Hmm. He almost wants to climb into the chair with him now, which means it's probably time to stop.]
My, you even smell nicer than usual. [Ned,] Just what am I going to do with you?