[ kissed. He shuts up immediately, smiling giddy against her mouth for a beat before he remembers to kiss her back, and not entirely inexpertly: he tilts his head and presses in, with no tongue but a little bit of suction and a floppily affectionate hand on the side of her neck, mostly in hair. There's a lot of hair.
He keeps his hand there when he moves back to grin at her, wide enough to crinkle up his eyes and nose. He knows better than to give Sirius a look, but he does nudge him with his foot, like a very subtle high five, although possibly not subtle enough to escape notice. But in a nice way, not a frat boy way. Not very much in a frat boy way.
Or, look: this sort of thing doesn't happen to him very often, tipsy and platonic or not. Please don't judge him too terribly harshly for the mild frat boy elements present in that gesture. ]
STOP
[ kissed. He shuts up immediately, smiling giddy against her mouth for a beat before he remembers to kiss her back, and not entirely inexpertly: he tilts his head and presses in, with no tongue but a little bit of suction and a floppily affectionate hand on the side of her neck, mostly in hair. There's a lot of hair.
He keeps his hand there when he moves back to grin at her, wide enough to crinkle up his eyes and nose. He knows better than to give Sirius a look, but he does nudge him with his foot, like a very subtle high five, although possibly not subtle enough to escape notice. But in a nice way, not a frat boy way. Not very much in a frat boy way.
Or, look: this sort of thing doesn't happen to him very often, tipsy and platonic or not. Please don't judge him too terribly harshly for the mild frat boy elements present in that gesture. ]
Now I can die happy. Let the sharks have me.