Charlie just grinned. "What can I say?" He loved that things were so easy with Callum - that he could joke and tease with him and he didn't have to think about what he was doing. It really was the way he preferred to end his days.
"Knowing Fleur she probably did." Fleur had always been more proper than the rest of the family - and yet for some reason she loved Bill despite that. And now here was Charlie with Callum - and he had no idea what he was doing apart from the fact that he loved Callum and he wanted to be with him. Maybe his brother hadn't been as crazy as Charlie always thought him to be.
"You know I don't have any issue with laundry." Charlie remarked when Callum told him he wasn't going to be making his bed dirty - but then it'd probably only make things more difficult when they had to separate, so the couch Callum transfigured from the chairs was probably the better solution. "Yes it is." Charlie agreed, letting Callum continue to pull him around and then put an arm around him when they were leaning against one another.
Charlie considered for a moment Callum's question - how long did he want to wait? Well part of him didn't want to wait at all - he'd made up his mind that he wanted to marry Callum and so he wanted to just do it. But he'd put this off for his entire life, convinced himself he would live out his life as a bachelor, and now here he was planning his own wedding. "I don't know how long it takes to plan a real wedding - but I can imagine it takes some time, and I want to do this right. So I'm thinking something like six months, maybe more." He shrugged, he really had no idea. "What are your thoughts on how long we should wait?"