The chuckle that fell past parted lips would hopefully assure the other he found it endearing, that over-excitable trait that Zeke seemed to have. “Why not both? I can swing for movie tickets and you buy dinner?” he suggested, smiling at the other. He tried at least, even if sometimes Zeke tried a little too hard. “Oh and… relax. I’m not going to bite your hand or something you know?” he added, his hand reaching out and taking Zeke’s, shyly finger threading through the other’s.
After a moment of thought Zeke realized very quickly that yeah, that did seem like a good idea. After all, why not both? A small squeak came out of his mouth at the contact, however, surprised it didn’t take very long at all. After a moment he smiled, though, happy at Tyson’s touch.
“Yeah, that sounds perfect actually. Whatever movie’s fine with me, food too, as long as it doesn’t have onions. I hate onions.” Random thought of his head, but necessary considering his tastes hadn’t changed since he was a kid, bitter things had always made him want to vomit.
“But that does raise the question, who’s in charge of the popcorn? Weird thing to ask, I know, but I think it might be good to plan out, eh?” Damn, Zeke was not good at conversation, not in the slightest. Especially not in regards to relationships.
