Jasper rested his head on Oliver's shoulder, getting as close as he possibly could to his lover. Just Oliver's presence was helping. Cedric was in his room studying as usual and Jazz didn't feel like he could tell his cousin even. 'It's ok, I'd rather you were safe.'
His voice cracked slightly on the word safe and he bit his lip because his eyes felt damp all of a sudden. He was not going to cry with Oliver there. He was tougher than that.