Jasper is of the opinion that you and your brother (and unfortunately, Daeshim too) would look good in anything that you put on no matter the colour or cut. But perhaps he is a little bit biased. Teeny bit.

The kiss makes the smile linger a little longer, until Jasper is pulling out his phone (a garish sparkly pink thing, with charms attached) to scroll through the nearest food trucks near them. He snorts and raises a brow at Bishop as if to say 'really?'.

"Duh." He eyes the briefcase a little. "Hope you don't plan on doing too much work either."

The look on his face says that he has plans for you, thank you.