Jack stayed still, ready to take what Ennis dealt out, let him feel for himself that he wasn't dead. They were both there, together, and..
The punches landing drew him out of his thoughts, genuinely shocked as neither fist collided with his body. He let Ennis wear himself down before wrapping his arms around the other man and pulling him down to the ground, clinging to him as if for life, ironic as that was.
One hand slid up into the hair at the back of the man's neck, yanking on it to tilt his head enough to crash his lips against the man's in a kiss.