[ credence leans into the kiss and returns it as though a flower growing toward the sun. perhaps he is - perhaps the older man is a ray of sunshine in a world of darkness surrounding credence even if that means his way of measuring these things is... off.

he smiles a little. graves may think that 'fucking it out of their systems' is something that could potentially actually happen, but credence is already deeply in love with him - there's no going to for him.

in any case he steals another kiss - and another, and another - before shaking his head. ] I don't think I will. I'll be the judge of whether I'll regret something or not. I'm not letting you leave me until one or the both of us are dead, so we'll see, won't we?

[ he smiles a little, wry, before standing on tiptoe to kiss his cheek. ] All right. Out to the car it is.