"You're an idiot," Hartley said very drily, which would perhaps assure Axel that he was indeed quite himself, sane and not concussed. Then he turned to properly look at Axel, catching his eyes. He put his hands on his shoulder and finally leaned forward to lightly kiss him, even if his lip was bloody and it hurt. He had to do this right. "I love you, Axel. I've been in love with you for a long time now. Probably since I first kissed you. I'm not about to stop loving you. I love you. I'm yours."