Bro felt the eye contact too, and between the hand on his arm and that eye contact, he realized there was a mutual agreement between the two of them that there could be less distance between them more often. He held the contact too, because once found it was surprisingly hard to break. Finally, a small smile crossed his lips, discarding even more irony from the fire.

Yeah, he could get used to that. It felt pretty good to smile, to not hide behind the wall of impassive assholishness he'd built up over the years. But only for Dave; he couldn't see himself doing it for anyone but him, because... Dave wouldn't judge him like other people would. Dave was the only one who understood him enough, the only one he would ever feel comfortable enough with to open up to.

Finally after a few more seconds, he nodded his head towards the door. "S'go," he murmured, reaching into his pocket as he withdrew his arm from Dave's shoulder and reached for his wand. Before he dispelled the privacy spells, he looked back to Dave with a smirk. "Wanna really mess with 'em, give Egbert what he's been trying to hear the whole damn time?" He flicked his wand and the spells were lifted, "Yell at me. Let's give him a fuckin' show."