Alec seemed to melt into it, then laid his head on Jimmy's shoulder. "I don't know either," he admitted. "You just do."
He traced his thumb along the angle of the other man's jaw absently. "Even when you go to sleep... when you come back... when," not if, when, "this happens again, you'll still stay. You'll let me stay. Like..." I matter. But the words wouldn't come out, so he just shrugged.