...He really doesn't understand what the fuck is going on, but there is less blood in his head by this point and he is wasting energy trying to figure it out. "God damn, kid," he breathes out, slipping his hands up to cup Neil's face. Alex--calm, collected, eternally amused Alex--looks thoroughly off his rails. Ruined, in a way most would love to see.

"God damn," he repeats, closing the gap between them to kiss the kid who's knocking him so far off his normal setting.