As dawn breaks through the window, Jensen can feel the heat rising in his cheeks. He hasn't been this attracted to someone in a long time, and the fact that it's Wyatt makes it all the more intense. His eyes meet Wyatt's, and he knows the feeling is mutual.

They both stand there for what feels like an eternity, neither one willing to make the first move. Finally, Jensen breaks the silence. "Wyatt... I need you."

Jensen's eyes widen in surprise at Wyatt's question. He hadn't expected him to be so direct about it. "Yes, I am," he admits quietly, "but that doesn't change how I feel right now." He reaches out a hand and places it on Wyatt's cheek, gently stroking his thumb across the stubble there. "I know this is crazy...and maybe it shouldn't be happening...but I can't ignore it anymore."