Levi's eyes haven't left Cecil and if he heard a word of what anyone said, he doesn't seem to acknowledge it. As Cecil nears him, he can see the dark red of his colored lenses and his heart gives a leap. This boy really did go all out for him. This is the height of romance. Still slumped and holding on to the armchair, he eagerly and expectantly tilts his head up as Cecil takes his hand and begins to lean in.

A kiss on the neck is far more and far better than he expected and he inhales sharply as Cecil's lips all-too-briefly press against his skin. The foundation on his face isn't heavy enough to conceal the rare tinge of pink on Levi's cheeks as Cecil pulls away. That disgustingly starry-eyed look from the beginning of their relationship is back with a vengeance, and he stares at Cecil for several moments before finally responding. "What?" A pause. Oh, right, the masquerade. "Oh! -- Wait. I have something for you." He reaches into his trouser pocket to pull out a pin identical to the one on he's already wearing and steps forward to affix it to Cecil's left lapel. "So everyone knows we're together." As if it wasn't going to be painfully obvious even without the matching pins.