Where did he even start!? It felt like such a loony question in his head to be asking, to be questioning someone why they kissed him. He was a good-looking son of a bitch with a popular group, but this was JC. JC wasn't just anyone. This was someone special and until this moment somehow, he thought, above all this. (Simon thought the same thing, he reminded himself.)

So he held up both hands. Fuck, why was he of all people put in this delicate position? Say the wrong thing and he was going to hurt JC a lot worse than the previous two days, but he wanted to get out of JC whatever the truth was or he was going to forever feel guilty for sullying something so perfect.

"Hold up." Start there. "It was fine - though uh, unexpected." So the latter of JC's two possibilities. "But there's no trying again or showing until you explain what's going on. I'm not about to do anything if this is some... some backlash from the Kickstarter dating, Judas is going to go on a date, jealousy thing. Or you think you need to do this because of what I said. Because it feels like a lot of the latter and maybe some of the former."

He was talking faster than he liked. "You've never done or let me do any of this before. Why now??"