Krem laughed. It wasn't at JW, no, it was more of a surprised, nervous chuckle that he managed to choke on before it became something that sounded more scary than shy or nervous. They were standing on the other man's porch, he probably still smelled kind of sweaty despite having deodorized after changing, and JW was kissing his face in broad daylight.

He swallows, his fingers shifting in his grasp, attempting to curl around his fingers instead of being encased in them. "And this ones from me," His other hand lifts, catching on Jim's shoulder to keep him where he was for just a moment longer so he could reach, and kisses his mouth. It's quick, he doesn't want to overstep any boundaries, and he pulls back just as easily as he had leaned in. "free of charge."