"Lies," JP responded, voice tight with something that was most definitely not pain, a flush creeping along cheeks that he could feel burning on his skin. He cleared his throat, "I can hear it."
He pressed back a little into Julian's hands as they pushed through his hair, this time the touch was a little less about the massage and it felt a little more... casual? Like he was pushing his fingers through JP's hair just to do it because there wasn't the pressure against his scalp.
"Better," he offered, having to clear his throat again. "Yeah, much better. I mean- yeah- I-" Fuck. His voice caught on another groan, catching it before it escaped and shoving it back into his mouth, down his throat so it couldn't embarrass him. "Thanks, man."