Don't forget what side you're on.

He didn't want to say that. Really, he didn't, but at the time, he felt that despite his growing feelings for Adam, he still couldn't quite trust him yet. Especially in a game against the Hawks.

It wasn't until he saw Adam get pushed into the post that he realized that he had really been wrong. About everything. He felt horrible for not trusting Adam and seeing that he had changed, and he felt livid that he had been hurt.

When they put Adam on the stretcher, Jesse made sure he was right there, the closest one to him.

It warmed him inside that even though there were other people surrounding him, it was only him that Adam addressed, only him who he talked to, only his eyes he stared into. When Adam asked him to "kick some Hawk butt", Jesse had to laugh. It just sounded so funny to hear something like that coming from such a "prim and proper"-looking kid.

This time, when he called him a cake-eater, he said it with affection and a smirk. Any remaining animosity was gone and all that was left were those secret emotions. The ones he was just now letting rise to the surface.

The rest of that game, he played harder than he had ever played before. When Charlie scored the winning shot, Jesse, like everyone else, was elated. They had finally proven themselves. A bunch of struggling kids no one ever thought would get anywhere made a name for themselves. Jesse was even happier than everyone else, though, because he had kept his promise to Adam. He couldn't wait until he could tell him the news.

Adam was happy he only had to stay in the hospital overnight. When he left early the next day, he couldn't wait to find out what happened with the game. His mom, however, had other plans, and demanded he rest.

So, he was lying in his bed, bored out of his mind, when there was a knock on his bedroom door. He had expected it to be his mom asking again if he needed anything, or maybe if he was lucky, Coach Bombay to tell him how the game went.

The last person he expected was Jesse Hall.

For a second, he thought he was hallucinating, or dreaming, but when he heard "Hey, cake-eater," he knew he was awake and that this was real. He tried to contain his excitement, but still let a huge grin escape, nearly splitting his face.

"Hey."

He could have slapped himself for such a lame response, his voice barely managing to come out in his surprise and nervousness.

"I just wanted to come by and check on you, see how you were doin'. Your mom said you were up here resting...so if you're not up to it, I can come back..."

Adam nearly pulled a muscle as he shot up in the bed.

"No!" he exclaimed, reaching out an arm.

"I'm glad you're here. Thanks...It really means a lot." In truth, none of the other Ducks had been by to see him; he wasn't upset about that...he had just been released that day; and the fact that it was Jesse who showed up made such a difference for him.

The small smile Jesse gave in response would have caused Adam to faint right there if he hadn't already been in bed. Once he was able to somewhat control himself, he asked about the game. He was ecstatic to hear they won and relaxed against his pillow. That seemed to break an invisible wall for them. They both easily fell into a comfortable camaraderie, talking about everything and nothing.

It was when Jesse was in the middle of talking about how he grew up when Adam couldn't take it anymore. Hearing everything Jesse had had to go through already and seeing how compassionate and kind he really was, he just had to let his feelings out.

With no further thought, he leaned over and kissed Jesse on the lips.

TBC

Please don't hate me for ending it here. I hope you all have enjoyed it so far! :) Btw, reviews make my day. ;)