packing each other's parachutes
when two guys get all hot and bothered while fiddling with each other's gear like they're about to jump into a fireball
He was adjusting my parachute like it was the last thing he'd ever touch.
We were so busy fixing each other's straps we forgot to tie ours.
He leaned in and whispered, 'You sure you don’t want me to do the whole thing?'