i. ACCIDENTS NEVER MAKE for good first kisses. teeth clash, lips stumble, it’s a rough grasp led to from the briefest of shocks – & most of all, it’s embarrassing. jack’s rushing out of the room in unbridled haste may have been a bad idea, as the unsuspecting victim waltzed into the room at the exact moment jack was taking his leave. bodies collided, mouths met, & now, they rest in a vaguely unsure, far too intimate caress before an extraordinarily curious audience. all eyes, both those shrouded behind kingsman glasses & those hidden beneath the brim of a statesman’s hat, fall to the fumbling pair, with their lips connected by chance. calloused digits come to palm at harry’s bespoke shoulder, a soft push given to break away from the gentle grip the older gentleman had around jack’s waist. a glance climbs upwards to gauge his reaction, to search within brown irises and determine his next move. hart was stunned into silence, & jack received an unknowing kiss for good luck. claramente, a happy accident.
ii. THE DRIVE TO the restaurant was an uneventful ride. with the quiet ambience of faint notes filing out from the speakers & the pitter patter of the rain falling on the roof of the car, jack’s attention split between the road & the man in his passenger seat, whose gaze was focused on peering between raindrops out the window. mild conversation is made between songs, but it was a silence far from uncomfortable. even as wheels slow & stop, little else is said than jack’s mumbled ‘ stay here. ’ he steps out of the car with non - lethal umbrella unfurled & makes his way ‘round to the opposite side, nylon canopy protecting his date from the rain. whiskey opens the door for him, like a gentleman, & takes harry’s hand in his ––– if only to press a kiss to his skin. it earns jack a smile, & a fairly british : ❝ you certainly know how to treat a lady. ❞