[ Oh. Oh. After he said it, there was a brief internal flinch. That feeling of being on a limb, even though he had a back catalogue of data and the current discussion to reassure himself that it was going to be fine.
It all melts away under the warmth of that smile. He likes seeing Kon that happy, loves that he's the one who put that expression on his face. Maybe he could've done it better after a year or two of agonizing over the production of it. But this - it's better.
Tim can't help it. He leans in and kisses Kon's cheek. ]
I want to make you keep smiling like that. Is that both?
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It all melts away under the warmth of that smile. He likes seeing Kon that happy, loves that he's the one who put that expression on his face. Maybe he could've done it better after a year or two of agonizing over the production of it. But this - it's better.
Tim can't help it. He leans in and kisses Kon's cheek. ]
I want to make you keep smiling like that. Is that both?