[ He forces a sheepish laugh. Well, at least Brock isn't mad-- he's even being kind and comforting still, which is a relief. He resolves now to try not to make a fool of himself, despite the alcohol's effect on his impulse control and his tongue.
...and that lasts about as long as it takes for Rumlow to mention his ex. The truth is: he doesn't care about Howard. Whether or not he's here or he sees, it doesn't mean anything to Jefferson. What does matter to him, however, is whether other people see. Maybe if they do, they'll stop asking him about Howard, assuming that Jefferson's still with him or that he's heartbroken over the breakup that he barely remembers. Neither of which are true.
And he only takes that grin and the affectionate shoulder squeeze as the go-ahead. With a mischievous smirk, one that hints that there's more to him than the miserable, ranting drunk Rumlow came across, Jefferson brings one hand up to Rumlow's jaw and kisses him once again. It's not as chaste as before-- more open-mouthed-- and certainly not as brief. His hand slides up until his fingers can get a grip on the other man's hair-- short, but long enough to get a grip on.
There. Maybe that'll put a stop to the questions. ]
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...and that lasts about as long as it takes for Rumlow to mention his ex. The truth is: he doesn't care about Howard. Whether or not he's here or he sees, it doesn't mean anything to Jefferson. What does matter to him, however, is whether other people see. Maybe if they do, they'll stop asking him about Howard, assuming that Jefferson's still with him or that he's heartbroken over the breakup that he barely remembers. Neither of which are true.
And he only takes that grin and the affectionate shoulder squeeze as the go-ahead. With a mischievous smirk, one that hints that there's more to him than the miserable, ranting drunk Rumlow came across, Jefferson brings one hand up to Rumlow's jaw and kisses him once again. It's not as chaste as before-- more open-mouthed-- and certainly not as brief. His hand slides up until his fingers can get a grip on the other man's hair-- short, but long enough to get a grip on.
There. Maybe that'll put a stop to the questions. ]