In an odd way just the fact that Jack can read him so well banishes those last lingering doubts. It’s been a long time since heave seen each other, a long time since they’ve been intimate and Jack still knows exactly what he’s thinking and feeling without him having to say a word, even in the midst of everything he’s going through. If that isn’t enough to reassure him that they’ve still got it he doesn’t know what is.

So he places a hand gently on the side of his face, lifting it up so he can look him in the eyes and make it clear this is okay, that they’re on the same page now, that Jack isn’t the only one who suddenly finds himself wanting to reconnect physically. “Let’s go somewhere more private, shall we?”

((You know heave gotta have the drama these two! XD))