"Like I ever would." He huffed at that, knowing full well he'd never regret giving Jim more reason to be in his personal space. Especially now that he knew this was all requited. It felt like he needed to keep reminding himself that, yes... Jim felt the same. He didn't need to be afraid about the other man not wanting the same thing he did. And Jim knew. He knew that if Leonard wanted to dive into a relationship, it was all or nothing.

Then Jim started to pull away. His brow furrowed at the loss of warmth and his head lowered to look at the space between them but not look up at Jim. He didn't want Jim to give too much mention to the tracks of tears over his cheeks. So he just didn't look. He shivered a little from the loss of Jim being close and closed his eyes. Sniffing once, he reached up with one hand to rub at his face while the other fell down to his thigh, useless between them. Trying to stomp down the insecure voice in his head,

Of course, Jim had to go and ruin it with that idiotic remark. Snorting soft and long, it burned in his eyes and built up more tears. Leonard knew he as good at deflecting with humor, but this time it really hurt and twisted up in knots in his chest. Part of him wondered if Jim would even joke like that if their roles were reversed. Or would it hurt like this?

Using the back of his hand and the sleeve of his shirt, he decided to wipe off his cheeks and swallow the tears back down. He highly doubted it was attractive at all. He was about to rub at them again when Jim tugged at him. Leonard started down between them a little longer before taking a breath and daring to look up at Jim with a wavering gaze. "Sure... yeah..." He rubbed more at his face a bit more adamant as he looked away. "Yeah, we can do that. Sorry. Should clean up first..."