Pleased he's being allowed to take care of Kai with minimal fuss, Aidan smiles and gives his hand another warm squeeze before letting the foxy man slink off. It's tempting to follow after him when he's so relaxed and full of that liquid grace, but Aidan holds back, contenting himself with watching after Kai. Later, he reminds himself. Later.

"You do that, love," he coaxes quietly, sighing to himself once Kai's in the bathroom and getting up to do what he said he would.