Previously, JP had sort of thought he'd been imagining it when he'd caught Julian's eyes dipping down to look at his mouth, but as Julian's hand went back into his hair and he was pushing forward, returning the kiss, he wondered if in fact he hadn't been imagining it at all and in fact had just seen a series of events that would lead to this.
The kiss had gone from something that JP hadn't been sure would even be accepted to something that was significantly deeper than anything he'd ever really experienced.
It was a little harder to put his fingers in Julian's hair, but he did reach up and catch the back of his neck, pulling him closer as much as Julian's own touch was doing the same. Eventually, though, his lungs were burning and he broke the kiss purely to breathe, not moving out of Julian's space, pulling in oxygen like he'd die without it.
Licking his lower lip, he offered Julian a sort of shy smile, voice low-pitched when he said, "Well that happened." Pause. "Is happening?" Because if they were going to kiss again, honestly, JP wouldn't mind.