Eggsy's grin goes soft at the sound of Gregor's laugh, pressing into the kiss briefly. He curls himself around Gregor, as close as he can get, resting his cheek against his shoulder. A warm sense of contentment washes over Eggsy, easing him in a way that he hasn't known in his life.
"You're real handsome, yeah?"
Not that Eggsy doesn't say something along those lines all the time, but he means it all the same.
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"You're real handsome, yeah?"
Not that Eggsy doesn't say something along those lines all the time, but he means it all the same.