Scout knew better than to give Flint a kiss, even such a small one, with how they've been lately. This is what the other boy had meant when he called this dangerous - sense isn't really something they excel at when together.

In an attempt to exercise some restraint, there's a fleeting moment where he considers pulling back, considers saying to Flint that he must be exhausted, that he should really get to sleep. In the end, though, there's no real harm in this besides being a little extra tired tomorrow, right? So why fight it? Scout presses into the kiss, his arms going to loop around Flint.