[That's not what York wants to hear. He moves away from Wash's ear - although he'd definitely liked those kisses on his cheek - and stares at him expressionless for a moment, before bringing a hand up and grabbing onto Wash's jaw. It was a weak grip, but he made Wash pucker lips.]
That's not a yes. Say yes. 'Yes, York. I'd love to be your boyfriend.'
See? Not that hard.

[He moves closer again, releases Wash's jaw, and brushes his lips very lightly against the other man's.]
Say~ yes~.