Andy grinned a little as Kareem dropped the kiss to his nose, wrinkling it afterwards and happy at feeling the rumbling of Kareem's chuckling where they were pressed together.
He didn't smile at what Kareem suggested though, even if a laugh had followed it. His smile simmered down to something like a frown, something more like a look of hurt. That came through even more in the quiet voice Andy used, in the way he pulled back just a little, his hands knuckles together against his brother's chest even as he leant back, like he was praying for something that he didn't think would come. "No, you know you don't." he said, trying to sound teasing but unable to hide the bitter twist of truth in what he'd said, unable to believe for a second that Kareem would even mean that sincerely and assuming that it was just a joke at his expense, one that he didn't want to overreact to.