Drew's anxiety was momentarily forgotten when Simon pulled him close. Simon's body had a way of doing that to Drew, it always had. When their lips touched Drew was reminded of their first kiss the day he was trying to figure out what he felt or didn't feel for Duck. After more than a year he still felt that same rush of feeling both physical and emotional when Simon kissed him.
After a few minutes of intense kissing and increasingly heating touching Drew broke away moving just far enough from Simon that he wouldn't be tempted to take things to the next step before he did what he needed to do.
"I love you Simon. I love you so fucking much and I honestly didn't think that it was possible to feel like this about someone when we're this young, but I do," he turned and picked up the wrapped gift off the night stand handing it to Simon, "Merry Christmas, Si."