When she smirked like that, Colin always just wanted to kiss her right then and there, and this time, he did. In the privacy of his bedroom, in his own flat, he could if he wanted, and so he did.
It was more than their usual peck on the cheek or silly little smooch, but when Colin felt himself truly noticing how close they were in his long, thin bed, he pulled back, the look of confusion back on his face.
Then he smiled, "Rose," anyone listening to him could tell from his voice that he felt truly happy in this moment, "What are you doing here?"