Caroline | Stefan
The bump to his shoulder made Stefan break into a smirk. He nodded. "She's certainly got a penchant for making things perfect." Not that Stefan minded. Having lovely, delicious, perfect things around was, well, lovely. Stefan felt a bit spoiled by having the chance to be there.
And the smirk grew into something much happier at the kiss to his nose. The hand on her lower back moved around to her opposite hip, drawing her in just a little. "Are you upset that you can't get me drunk?"