Fletcher laughed a little. "Oh. But I've always imagined you were there to do as I asked. You know all I need to do is needle you a bit..." Well, it may have taken a bit more to get him to do things, like promises of Muggle entertainment, but that wasn't the issue here. There was just the matter of keeping him close.
"It is alright with me, Buttercup," he said quietly, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his temple. Still about staying close. He couldn't help the smile as he was told to stay. He was okay with that. He very much wanted to stay. "Well, if you insist." Like it was a bother. It was always good to put on a show. Or...something. "Where shall I sleep, then?"