Evan had seemed a little more subdued after the jello incident, but other than that he seemed to be acting normally. It was still beyond Jay how the younger man could be so calm after what had happened to him.

He was actually on his way back to the hospital now after the doctors had wanted to keep Evan overnight. The two of them were traveling together and Jay felt that he was a bit responsible for Evan now; especially since he had basically saved his life. But that isn't the only reason and he knows it.

He likes Evan. He really likes Evan. There's no doubt that the younger man is extremely attractive, but it's more than just that. Ever since they had met at ECW, Jay had felt something for the small highflier. It had taken him a very long time to figure it out what it was though.

Jay didn't want to think about it as love or anything like that because he didn't want to get too caught up only to find out that Evan wasn't gay. But after what had happened in the hospital room, he really didn't think he had to worry about that anymore.

When he gets to the room, Evan is all dressed and ready to go. He is sitting in a wheelchair and appears to be sulking, much to Jay's amusement.

"Stupid hospital policies. My legs work ya know," Evan grumbles mostly to himself and Jay really can't help but smile; Evan is just too damn cute.

A nurse pushes Evan towards the exit, while Jay walks beside them. As soon as they get to the automatic sliding doors, Evan pops up from the wheelchair, only to collapse back to the floor. Jay and the nurse rush to his side and stand him up, steadying him.

The nurse is an older woman who clucks her tongue disapprovingly, "The doctor repeatedly told you that you would be weak for a few days. Why would you even try to get up so quickly like that?"

Before Evan can say anything, Jay takes the full brunt of his weight from the nurse, "I got him from here. Thank you."

Jay walks Evan slowly to the car, all the while Evan is doing a very bad impression of the nurse's high pitched voice, "He REPEATEDLY told you. Repeatedly. Why would you do that? Blah blah blah blah blah."

Jay smiles again, but still doesn't understand why Evan is taking this so lightly. They make it back to the hotel and the younger man still needs Jay's help to get up to their shared room. He lies down right away, breathing heavily as though the short walk had taken a lot out of him which worries Jay even more.

But something Jay doesn't know is that Evan is not only this way because of the side effects of the allergic reaction. He is trying to cover up the response of his body to the feeling of Jay's arms around him.

Honestly, Evan had a huge crush on Jay, but he was shy. It was only after the two had known each other a little longer that he had started to speak more and by then he hadn't wanted to ruin the friendship that he and Jay had formed.

So he lies on the bed with his eyes closed and tries to calm his breathing, which fails as soon as he feels the bed dip beside his shoulder and a gentle hand cards through his soft, dark hair. Evan sighs, enjoying the feeling for a moment before tentatively opening his eyes to see light blue ones looking back at him. He tries to sit up, to move away before he says or does something stupid, but Jay's hand leaves his hair and pushes him back down.

"You need to relax, Evan. I heard what the nurse said. You're not going to be able to move around for a little while."

Jay is looking at him with so much concern it almost hurts, so he complies, watching as Jay gets up and moves towards the minifridge next to the television in the small hotel room. He opens it and rummages through it for a moment before pulling out a bowl, "Here, I made you something."

At this Evan props himself up against the headboard and tries to get a glimpse of the bowl as Jay comes back over to him. He can't help but grin and blush when he sees green jello jiggling slightly.

"Since you like it so much apparently," Jay produces a spoon from the bedside table and then sits back down in his previous spot, facing Evan as best as he can. He scoops out a bit and holds it out to Evan; just the same way that Evan had done to him.

After a moment of hesitation, the younger man leans forward slightly and parts his soft, pink lips, tongue flicking out lightly, before drawing the colored dessert into his warm, wet mouth.

And Jay snaps.

Both the bowl and the spoon go tumbling to the floor as Jay grabs Evan's face and presses his lips to Evan's before he even has a chance to swallow. Evan responds immediately, parting his lips for Jay's insistent tongue. And Jay is in heaven. He can taste the cold sweet jello and something else that is uniquely Evan Bourne.

Evan's brain is trying not to question why he is getting what he wants, but even with Jay's amazing mouth on his, he can't help but wonder.

Each man is running low on oxygen, so they finally part, gasping for breath. All they can do is stare for a moment, taking in each other's swollen lips and flushed faces.

"Why?"

The question comes out as barely a squeak, but it startles Jay anyway, "Wh . . . why did I kiss you?"

"Yeah," Evan looks down, suddenly nervous again.

Jay answers the only way he can, "Because I wanted to. I've wanted to for a while actually."

Evan looks back up to meet Jay's eyes, "Really?"

"Yeah, and after what happened yesterday . . . I was scared. Scared that I might lose you," and Jay will never admit it later, but his voiced cracked, just a bit.

Evan, on the other hand, is tearing up and is not ashamed about it. In fact, he's so happy that Jay feels this way about him. Something that he never thought would happen in a million years. He throws his arms around Jay's shoulders and buries his face in the older man's neck.

Jay presses his lips to Evan's hair, kissing him softly before whispering, "I love you, Evan."

In return, Evan gently kisses the soft skin of Jay's neck before replying, "I love you too, Jay."