Emcee is content to be the object of his attention. He can still feel other people's gazes on him, on them, but Jay creates a little insular bubble within his arms and with his smile just for him.

And Emcee realizes how much of what Jay has done was just for him. God, what a silly boy he is. Silly, silly, silly.

It actually makes Emcee love him for that.

He tips his chin up and presses a light kiss to Jay's lips.