He wrapped his arms around Caboose's shoulders, cupping the back of his head. He could practically feel the other's happiness, a warm glow that never failed to make him smile, made his own cheeks warm. He stroked the back of his head, playing with his hair, kissing his nose before finding his lips again.

"Well, hopefully the actual wedding day is better," he laughed. "But for now, that's a good answer."

His own eyes close at the kiss to his forehead, his smile softer now, cupping Caboose's cheek.

"Come on, we should finish our dinner," he hummed, moving Caboose to sit back down before taking his own seat as well, though now he kept one hand on Caboose's on the table as he ate the rest of his meal, wanting to touch him, feel that warm glow on him.