As the young man finally approached Liam, his face was tight with focus. Liam tried to make himself one with the wall as the other plumped on the seat with all his might and let the snacks fall on both of their laps.
“It’s a prepayment,” the young man said with a small cheeky smile that contrasted his timid demeanor. His front teeth had a small gap that Liam found charming, in a boyish way.
Liam blindly grabbed one of the packages and looked directly at his companion with one eyebrow raised. “If you’re so adamant on paying then the ticket was a little more expensive than those snacks.” He took one crisp and watched with satisfaction as the young man blushed.
“I know. That’s why I said prepayment,” dark-haired man replied.