The walk was fast, barely 5 minutes and they were there.
"Wait, what's this?"
"This? It's my favourite burger joint. You don't like hamburgers?"
"Well, it's not exactly the food I usually favor I have to admit"
"I thought so, that's why you're so thin"
"I'm not thin, I just have a naturally high metabolism"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Shall we eat or do you prefer to keep on talking"
Barnaby didn't answer, instead he went inside the joint, surprised to see it was clean. The food smelt good too. He let Tiger go ahead of him and choose a table, they sit and he didn't even complain when his partner (damn, that word) ordered the food for him. He was sure that if he chose what he actually wanted to choose (that would be a salad) he'd get teased for eating rabbit food and he honestly didn't want to go into his eating habits. Even he could tell that they weren't healthy, and yes he knew he didn't eat enough, he just didn't have much of an appetite, most food tasted bland to him, he expected the food of this joint to be the same, despite the smell.

And so he was surprised to discover that he actually liked the food.
He honestly could have been disgusted given the strange habit of squishing hamburgers his companion had but he wasn't. His surprise must have been apparent on his face because Tiger asked "Surprised it's good?"
"Surprised that the food of a place you chose is actually edible"
"Pff Bunny's so mean, he doesn't trust my tastes in food"
"I don't trust your tastes in anything actually"
"You should! I have the best tastes ever in evreything, especially in food"
"Don't be so full of yourself brat and don't talk with your mouth full it's disgusting"
"Yeah, yeah"

Barnaby was almost disappointed he actually stopped talking, maybe what they said was true, that food tastes better when it was shared, even if it was shared with an annoying brat.
"Ne, Bunny?"
"What?" Damn, he hadn't even reacted to the nickname, there's no way he'll get stuck with it, no way in hell.
"Do you smile sometimes?"
"I do"
"Yeah for photoshoot or during interviews or at sponsors parties, but these are not real smiles"
"And you, you smile too much, you're going to get wrinkles soon"
"Smiling make people happy"
"You don't need to force yourself to smile just to make me happy you know"

Barnaby himself didn't really know what he meant by that but the smile fell off his partner's face and what replaced him was a sad expression, "Yeah, yeah you're right"
"If I said something I shouldn't have, I'm sorry" What the hell was he saying, he couldn't possibly be apologizing to him
"No you said nothing of the sort, and you're right, it's just, if I don't smile at people who don't have anyone else to smile at them what kind of hero would I be? I think a smile can save people too, no matter if I have to fake it or not."
Barnaby nodded "It's just part of the job"
"Yeah, right"
And, as he stood up to take his trash to the contained he whispered "I don't have to force myself around you though"
Barnaby was stunned and he smiled at him, genuinely smiled at someone, for the first time he could remember "Thanks partner"

And the prettiest smile he had ever seen appeared on his partner's lips.