But you want to.
[York leans back just a little bit, not yet letting Wash have another kiss. He then rises up to stand a little taller, moving in again to once more press their lips together.
It doesn't last long, though, and after a moment he's moving back again.]
What do I have to do, Wash? Get you flowers? Be. My. Boyfriend.
[He leans in for another kiss once he finishes speaking.]