David leans against him and it feels natural enough for Derek to lift an arm to rest across his shoulders. He sips from his beer as Patrick does a slow, awkward turn, doing his best to bite back a laugh.

He sets his beer down to take the jacket when offered and gives Patrick a quizzical look before laughing.

"It's fine. I'd smell you on it anyway," he replies with an easy smile. "Trust me, if you knew what all I could smell, you'd be even more embarrassed than you are now."