[JamesBarnes_BiggestBoyAlive]

It works like a charm; almost instantly the gentle smile is back on his features, though only briefly because he catches himself right away. Maybe if they'd been behind closed doors he wouldn't care, but his brain refused to let anyone in public see him sporting any emotion other than disinterest or annoyance. Nobody could know he had feelings and was soft. Nobody could know how thoroughly this man held his heart.

"Honestly I'd rather ditch this popsicle stand and make you one of my famous grilled cheese sandwiches. Not that hungry," But even as he speaks his stomach growls aggressively and gives him away. He hadn't eaten since last night, save for a handful of peanuts and some heavily alcoholic cherries. "Could we just share something?" Honestly, he hated picking out what to eat, always weary and untrustworthy of meal descriptions.