Proko is already debating not going to class. He knows Jiang would go. Maybe he can get notes or whatever. Maybe he can just stay in Jiang's bed all day and be waiting when he gets back. He grins a little at the thought but he doesn't get a chance to voice it, because Jiang is kissing him and it's so good. Proko moans quietly, tangles his fingers in Jiang's hair and grips his shoulder to keep his balance.