If it's possible James feels even worse about tonight once Davin reveals that William had indeed had a conversation with him. He can only imagine how that conversation must have gone, judging the awful things William had said to him only moments ago, and he hates that William might've said something that could have hurt Davin in any way. He's used to his father being shitty. He didn't want to purposefully subject someone he likes to that.

But then Davin says that he's glad James invited him here for the night, even with the weirdness and the conversation with his father. Davin's still glad to be here. James he isn't sure how to take that and loses all sense of words for a moment. He looks up at him returning the his smile with one of his own. Suddenly he's very overwhelmed with the urge to kiss Davin. He didn't mean to wait to kiss him, but the moment hasn't felt right yet. Unlike now. Now it really does.

On the veranda, it's quiet away from the party, and they are standing so close and he feels the warmth of Davin's hand on his wrist. All it is a moment to place his other hand on Davin's cheek to bring him closer, pressing his lips to his in a soft kiss.