[As if the smile hadn't been telling enough, the grin is a step up, and then, finally, when Teddy comes over to sit with him, hug him, kiss him, Billy finally gets that wave of pleasure back, that feeling that hey, he did something right. Three times in one day? What kind of miracle is this? It's not like Teddy is difficult to please or anything - he could've done, like, one of the things he'd tried for today and still made the other boy happy - but it's still such a joy to get him smiling like that. He wonders if Teddy has any idea how good he looks when he smiles, really smiles. And what an honour and delight it is to be the cause of it.
He feels a blush crossing his cheeks, and he leans into the embrace, sharing that smile, his head bumping against Teddy's.]
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He feels a blush crossing his cheeks, and he leans into the embrace, sharing that smile, his head bumping against Teddy's.]
Mm. Me. You like it?