Jason took two long steps back over there and kissed him. Soundly. Hands tangling in all that fluffy hair. Colby melted contentedly against him.
“Oh, okay,” Jason said. “You do appreciate the muscles.”
“I appreciate you,” Colby said immediately. “Would you like to ensure that I’m entirely taken care of? Oh…hmm…that’s a brilliant set-up, isn’t it…”
“I love your brain. Am I your bodyguard, then? And you’re still a movie star, like the world’s biggest movie star, so basically still you, just…kinda lonely, maybe, needing some love.” He toyed with one of Colby’s hoodie’s sleeves, a question about layers; Colby started pulling it off, so Jason joined in and helped. “I’m secretly in love with you, obviously.”
“Pining.” Colby did a conspiratorial bounce on the balls of both feet. “And…let’s see…perhaps there was an accident, nothing dreadful, a minor close encounter of cars on the way home from an errand, I’m nothurt, but…”