[He laughs, too, and this close it'll be obvious to see that he immediately starts to blush, his laugh embarrassed and not even trying to disguise that. He doesn't draw away from him but he does glance down, blatantly sweeping his eyes over him even though he's well aware of what Keith looks like at this point. It's too dark to really see, but it's the principle of the thing.]
I like it. I like-- [ffff.] [He drops his hand down helplessly from his hair, running it along his shoulder, fingers skimming along his collarbone and resting there half on his shoulder, half against his chest.]
[His smile turns shy a moment later, swallowing back whatever embarrassing thing he was about to say.]