Ichigo huffed, tapping a finger against Keigo's cheek as if in admonishment when Keigo chided him. But the warmth of Keigo's smile was too much for him to keep scowling at. The sharp line of his eyebrows eased, and Ichigo relaxed a bit, encouraged that Keigo's despondence had lifted so easily.

The kiss to his palm, however, flustered Ichigo. Not fully, but it bled more heat into Ichigo's face and pressed his lips together into a thin line. And then Keigo used that word.

"Beauty?!" Ichigo squawked, pulling his hand away from Keigo's cheek. His face flushed red and the scowl returned full force. Incredulously, he continued, "Handsome. Handsome is the word. Not beauty!"