And yet you're out here with me instead of getting back to work. You've always endured it as my best friend, not... [This?? He doesn't know what to call this, so he just doesn't finish that sentence. He'll stop being 12 someday.

He hums, then instead of making the effort to lean up, just pulls on Reim's shirt until he's the proper height for another kiss. His efforts of keeping his distracted aren't going to work from sheer laziness, but like, he can dream.]