[He has no idea how to handle what Keith's saying brb just hearing white noise and then circus music in his head. The foot nudge even works to kind of calm him down a little. Right. Okay. Friends talk about this type of thing all the time, right? Except he doesn't... really have anything like that to talk about unless he's now suddenly going to start talking about his hideous crush on Keith and like hell that's going to happen.]
[He manages a small laugh, maybe also a little strained but. He blames what he says next entirely on you saying his flirting isn't bad because that melts his brain a little and--]
If that's true, then you should see the way I kiss. [--asldhgahlsd; his brain catches up with his mouth and FUCK WHY DID HE SAY THAT he nearly sends his poor coffee cup flying across the table in his haste to backpedal from that.] I mean--
[WHAT DOES HE MEAN? LET ME KISS YOU IN A BRO WAY? CHRIST.]
[This time he does knock his coffee cup over which, really, is a small mercy because it means he can focus on cleaning that up instead of continuing to put his foot in his mouth.]