I've never been gay before," John says. The words come out in a rush, and his hands twist together in his lap.

"Okay," Rodney says. He's not overly surprised. It's jut not exactly what he expected to hear come out of John's mouth after he pronounced the worst words ever - we need to talk - and dragged him into a supply closet.

Nine hours previously, they'd kissed for the first time. And the second. And the third, and those three kisses had immediately gone to some pretty high places on Rodney's "hottest kisses ever" list. John's flushing, stuttering and running maneuver, executed directly after kiss number three, had immediately gone to the top of Rodney's "crappiest crap ever" list.

"Okay," Rodney says again. "What does that mean?"

"I don't know?" John sounds young and kind of lost, but also a little hopeful.

"Do you want to be? With me?" Rodney's pretty sure he sounds a little hopeful, too.

"I...I think so," John says. He finally looks away from his hands, meeting Rodney's eyes. He nods. "Yeah, I think I do."

"Good," Rodney says, and moves in for kiss number four.