Krem could still see the mirthful twinkle in Thomas's eyes when he opened the door, and he matched it with his own, having effectively schooled his expression otherwise. It was hard not to break into a charmed smile most times that he was around Thomas.

He let Thomas take the box and set down his bag while he closed the door. Toeing off his shoes, he gave a lazy sort of shrug. The gesture no longer pulled at his tattoo, which he was grateful for.

"I've got to keep busy. Besides, the fun authorities are here to make sure that you have an appropriate level of fun. It's for your benefits."

Comfortably divested of shoes and bag, Krem took the box back, but leaned up to give Thomas a swift, tender kiss. There was something extra thrilling about it this time, even if it was still just chaste, to be shut away from the world with just each other and sharing a kiss. "Hello."