*leans down and braces his forearm on the couch arm, kissing your lower lip (which is all he can get to)* 's okay, I'm still digesting lunch, too. *is glad you finished your sandwich today, at least, even if you barely touched your potato salad and only picked at the carrots*
*nudges you over some and perches on the edge of the couch cushion, shifting and nudging until skinny him is fitted close to (too-)skinny you* *blows his bangs out of his eyes and gazes down at you* Hi, babe.