* ATLAS

@weightedflames​ asked: A hand slid to Havoc’s face, thumb sliding to find his bottom lip as the colonel leaned forward to press a sweet kiss to the younger man’s lips, sighing softly as he pulled back. “You’re making that stupid face again, aren’t you?” He hummed knowingly, but his smile remained as fond as ever.

Feeling Roy touch at his chin, his body melted—- why did Roy do that to him? With a look, a touch. Maybe Jean was just weak willed when it came to the colonel. No— it wasn’t being weak willed, it was him being in love. He knew he was in love, he was SURE Roy knew that as well. He was sure Roy took advantage of that to make him weak, to make his knees weak. BUT JEAN WOULD DO THE SAME, HE WOULD TRY AND MAKE ROY FLUSTERED.

Hands go to Roy’s waist, thumbs circle. Then Roy kissed him — ah how cruel, Roy was definitely out to make him fall apart right in front of him. Before he could even think about kissing back Roy was pulling back and Jean threw out a pout but then touching at his own lips, a fond smile curled on his lips.

"just makes it easier to kiss you on top of the head, i ain't seein' issues with that. plus don't they say the best things come in small packages? mind in my case 'small' ain't really a thing but.."