[He has to look around to see what caught her attention and is making her hide in his shoulder and-- oh. Maybe he could've picked a better time to kiss her. Like, maybe when everyone wasn't waiting for the cup to be presented and while none of his teammates seem actually mad (though Pentecost isn't smiling but he's not frowning either so it feels like a draw to him).
Raleigh squeezes her tight, dropping a kiss down to the top of her hair and then he pulls away a little.]
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Raleigh squeezes her tight, dropping a kiss down to the top of her hair and then he pulls away a little.]
Sorry.