Andy took the kiss to the top of his head with a smile, his fingers squeezing gently against Taj's leg in response. "I love you too." he murmured back, turning and resting his chin now on Taj's knee, peering up at him around the computer and smiling softly. He was wearing a thin hoodie that he sometimes slept in, something that had once belonged to Dally that he'd 'acquired' as he usually did, and grey sweatpants that had been Kareem's. They were thick enough to keep him warm, especially with thick socks on his feet, but the hoodie did little to keep the wind from his skinny, bony, perma-cold form and he shivered a little. "Cold up here babe." he commented off hand, his thumb rubbing little circles into the muscle of Taj's calf.
He knew what they had to talk about, dreaded it a little, but he couldn't resist giving up the time to snuggle with his brother, especially as he'd been awol for a little while. He nosed at Taj's knee a little bit and then rested his head again with a sigh, content to wait until Taj was ready.