Cove blushed slightly then wrapped his arms around Jessie's neck, "Je-Jessie...." Cove muttered before kissing him back.
"No." Jessiensaid, and caressed Cove's face. He scratched his scruffy beard and smiled. "I like it. " he said, and kissed Cove's lips softly. "I like you too."
Cove blinked slightly, looking up at Jessie and blushed a little. "I'm sorry. I really need to shave..." He muttered softly.
Jessie sighed again. "I know, Cove. I really like you too." he said , rubbing his back. He honestly did not know where this emotion was coming from. But the important thins was the he was feeling it, and it was only for Cove. Jessie giggled. "Cove, your beard is tickling my neck." he whispered, lifting his head from his neck.
Cove clung to him tightly, burying his face into the other's neck with a soft whimper. He hated feeling like this, it made him seem weak and sensative. "I-I-I just.... really like you...." Cove whispered softly.
Jessie felt Cove's arms around him. He didn't know what to do, or what to say. He gulped, and nervously wrapped his arms around Cove, comforting him. "Listen, all of this wasn't your fault. It was mine too." he said to Cove, holding him tightly.
Cove tried to back away, but his back bumped against the wall and he sighed softly, seeing Jessie's feet appoarch him. He looked up a bit to allow their eyes to meet briefly then he looked away again. "I.... I..." Cive stumbled for words, but his body took over. He wrapped his arms around Jessie, clinging to him. "I'm sorry, I should have never done this to you...." He mumbled.
"No words." he said. Jessie took a moment to calm down. Maybe he did let his anger get the best of him, but everything he said was entirely true. "Cove, please don't look that way." Jessie walked slowly over to Cove. "I just don't know what to do... And I feel like the things I've decided on doing makes me the bad guy." Jessie tried to look at Cove's eyes.
Everytime Jessie's voice was louder then normal, Cove's whole body cringed as if he was being beaten. He didn't look at Jessie, his eyes were at the carpet as he was trying to gather his thoughts to speak, but he didn't know what to say. He was at a complete lose for words. He just wanted to cry, but he knew, he'd look stupid.
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