Dudley was sitting at a desk of Keswick's while he tinkered with his love box again. Dudley wasn't paying that much attention, watching the wall near the open window just in case.

He snapped, not catching the attention of Keswick, and turned to him.

"Remember that movie we watched last night?"

"Mhm."

"And how I was making popcorn during that love song?"

"Mhm."

"And after we finished I made us listen to it for the next half-hour because I both missed it and it was a bop?"

Keswick chuckled, "Where are you heading with this?"

"I just…" Dudley shifted, "I thought it was an us song."

Keswick let out a breath of laughter, looking up at him. "What because Cosmo calls his wife naggy and demanding?"

"No! No!" He jumped down, Keswick following as he stood behind him. Dudley held his hips, keeping him close, "Because one of them is smart and kick-ass and the other is very stupid."

"...I don't know if I'd call you smart and ki-ki-ki-kick-ass."

"Yeah, you're that one!"

"...no?"

Dudley gave a light laugh. "Look at yourself, Keswick! You've literally made a love machine!"

"I've st-st-stolen a love machine, yes," he shrugged, "Dudley I've no idea wh-what I'm doing."

"You'll figure it out!" Dudley encouraged, giving him a soft nuzzle. Keswick turned back around, shaking his head but smiling. Dudley wrapped his arms around him, his head on his shoulder.

"H-h-how about you tell me why you th-think its an us song, hm?"

"Only if you sing it."

Keswick laughed airly, shaking his head. He leaned back, hands on Dudley's wrists.

"Oh. I h-h-h-hate you."

Dudley snickered, placing light kiss to his neck.

Keswick sighed, hardly changing his speaking voice, "I was lost, til he found me. And although he c-confounds me, by his crown is where I know I should b-b-b-be."

Dudley hummed lightly, any idea of explanation long gone from his mind. Keswick shifted closer to Dudley, continuing on. By the time Dudley got to sing, he'd completely spun Keswick around, holding him as if they were dancing. Each duet Keswick was trying his hardest not to stutter, he didn't succeed, not that Dudley seemed to mind. He just paused and waited, which really flustered Keswick more so than the song did.

"I'd rather go through it…."

"I kn-kn-know I'll get through it."

"If I'm floating through it…."

"With you-!"

But Dudley cut the note short, pulling Keswick in for a passionate kiss. Keswick let out a breath of laughter, and whenever Dudley finally pulled back, Keswick booped his nose.

"Just f-f-f-fairied."