“No you fuckin' don't!” Angry, Jason pulled away from Keith. “You're a handsome bloke. You're hot. You're nice. But I have had stuff … I don't want to talk about it right now, but … look, Keith, you're … Jesus, it's been so fuckin' hard,” and to his dismay and everlasting shame, he began to weep.
“Jase!” And Keith took Jason into his arms and held him close and let him weep into his shoulder. “It's OK, mate. It'll be OK.”
But Jason muttered through his tears, “No, it will never be OK.” He pulled his head back from Keith's shoulder and looking into Keith's kind concerned regard, he felt that there could be nothing wrong with what he was about to do, and he kissed him.