[The pout is replaced with blushing of his own over Jack's words and the peck to his lips. He doesn't mind it, nor does he protest when Jack takes a step back and looks away from him. If anything, he reaches for and squeezes Jack's hand in understanding, entwining their fingers. Truth be told, he had his own dream or two about that kind of stuff, but this definitely wasn't the time nor place to discuss things like that. Heck, he probably wouldn't discuss it at all.
He chuckles a little, shaking his head as Jack starts dragging him inside the mall.]
maybe >w>
He chuckles a little, shaking his head as Jack starts dragging him inside the mall.]
Alright, alright.