They go out to the car. Probably, they'll have to come back later for Proko's. It doesn't matter right now. Jiang wants to kiss him, right there beside the Supra, but there are still people milling on campus, and the last thing either of them need is chattering getting back to Kavinsky or Skov, or the administration and then their parents, about them dry humping in the parking lot.

They get in. Jiang grabs Proko by the back of the neck in the quiet behind tinted windows, and he kisses him hungrily.

"I wanna see all of you," he murmurs against Proko's mouth, and then catches his lip in a rough bite.