That pout was very cute and Francis wondered if he'd get him to do it again some time without actually hurting his feelings in any way. Then the other spoke, and it had him stop walking.

"You must be kidding me." He said bluntly. This was wrong, and he wasn't looking, but this guy did touch him inside even though they'd just met. The guy had thrown all of his eggs into a much more shallow and fragile basket in the past. He stood there for a second, still ignoring the light rain and reached out to brush his thumb over the other man's soft cheek. It was cooled from the rain and he moved back the hair from his face to see it clearly and turned to face him fully.

"I see no reason not to fall in love with you You really are handsome, and I am having a lot of fun at your side as a friend. But you seem kind and I ..." He immediately blushed and looked away. "I really .. sort of.. like when you take my arm and I do want to see you a lot more. So if you want to tell me why you think you can't be loved, I'm all ears. But I haven't seen it yet, and I don't believe it. You can do far better than I, but I am waiting for you to prove me wrong, even if you want love from someone else. I just like being right." He smiled then slowly dropped his hand, having brushed back the man's hair and let his fingers linger down his cheek until he realized he'd stil been touching him.