He holds the back of Jiang's neck as they kiss, leaning up and kind of pulling him down at the same time. He's fucking tall, okay?

Prokopenko doesn't even offer to go to his place. He can't. If his dad is around they'll get fucked up for one reason or another and he's just not going to tempt fate.

He gives Jiang a push and grabs his bag. "You drive," he says as they leave the locker room.