"Not important?" Justin asked incredulously. He wrapped his fingers around the mug, letting the warmth seep into his skin. He shook his head, thinking on what a shame it was.
"Not that long for me is a day or two, but something tells me that's not what you mean." He sighed. Despite his own proclivities, he didn't expect his friends to bed someone every other night as he would. He knew they were more choosy, or wanted that someone special that Justin didn't believe existed. But he also understood the very human need for contact, even something as simple as a hug or a snog, or even a close dance. Without that... Justin simply couldn't fathom how to live that way.
He took a sip of his tea, then smiled widely. He put down his mug and approached Jasper, sliding his hands around his waist and placing his chin on Jasper's shoulder. "I don't pity you, mate, I just think it's a shame to keep such a cute bloke off the market, don't you think?" He pulled Jasper closer. "I also worry about you - it's something friends do." A pause. "And there are so many things that friends can do..."