Get Out of Your Own Way by
"You didn't go right to Bitty and tell him you want to come out. You came to me instead, which means you're planning something, you asshole." Shitty’s eyes get bigger and a little too bright. "Jacques. You delicate spiderweb of human emotion. I want to cradle you against my bosom and whisper lost secrets into your hair." Jack groans. "Please tell me you're high." "I am fuckin' elevated, my bro. El-e-va-tion." "Thank God," Jack sighs in relief. Shitty sticks out his tongue. It's green. ADORABLE.