Red what are y-" he gives you a look and your words trail off, your breath getting stuck in your throat. He places his hands on your waist and picks you up, setting you on the edge of the counter next to the sink. He leans his forehead against yours and watches you, his breath ghosting along your lips. A smile ghosts along his lips and he leans in, brushing his lips against yours softly, soft enough that you barely feel it. You huff impatiently and grab his jacket, pulling him against you and pressing your mouth to his. He makes a small noise of surprise against your lips and wraps his arms around your waist, moving his lips against yours passionately. You wrap an arm around his neck and bury your other hand in his hair, twisting the dark locks between your fingers. Red makes little noises of bliss as you two kiss, making you smile against his mouth. After a little while you pull back and smile at Reds blissed out expression, combing your fingers through his hair. "For someone who doesn't talk much, you're pretty vocal.