Aleron had started getting dressed in the damn tux he was to wear, again, yet paused when the door opened and Jaron walked in, strangely enough. He couldn't help but give the slightest smile at the comment of his hair. He'd never cared about it- Only that his mother was constantly trying to fix it. He was about to continue getting dressed even with Jaron in the room, but again paused as the male had moved closer, and before he knew it he was wrapped in the other's arms with a kiss to his neck which immediately made a soft shudder run down his spine, a grumble softly sounding from his throat though no where near a warning growl of any sort, a pleasant sound really.<br/><br/>"You are forgiven." He answered simply, his smile slightly growing as he looked to Jaron, for once showing a bit of playfulness. "You might not have to wait very long for that after all.."