This was the John that Jack knew. Sure, he was pompous, reckless, and insane on good days, but on the best days when they were on their own, this was the John that Jack got to know and love. He kissed him back and tightened his hold on him. Yes, he really was a sentimental old bastard after all.

"Is that something I can trust you to follow through on?" He asked, looking directly into John's eyes. He wanted to trust John, truly. But he'd just finished saying how much he couldn't. Still, he'd cut the snark and certainly looked sincere enough... but John was also a world-class liar. He lifted a hand to John's cheek, stroking it with his thumb. "I want to believe in you. Please don't make it hard for me to do."