Scorpius would never admit that he was happy to see Hugo. Or that he looked very good in navy blue, even if the shirt was wrinkled. It made him smirk to watch Hugo hurrying over to sit down, obviously aware he was running late.
"What looks good, the blanket? You haven't even seen what I've made us yet." Which made Scorpius feel a bit smug, even if it was only sandwiches. "You're late, by the way."