"Damn. You really like me, don't you?" It was an obvious play, but did that stop it from feeling flattering? Did it keep his heart from skipping that beat and the warmth to spread inside him from the knowledge that Jonathan cared about this so much. About him.

"Let's sleep then, Jonny." Well. "...can I shower first? I don't mind cold water, I just like to wash." Hm. "Doesn't matter if you don't have shower gel or shampoo, I can live with that."

He had no idea whether Jonathan had anything. Maybe even a shower was expecting a bit much.