Raylan watched Malcolm and his face as he processed that and set his glass off to the side on the table as Malcolm slid over him, freeing his hands to wrap them around Malcolm's back and kiss him back with a soft inhale of breath.

When Malcolm tucked his head into Raylan's neck, he rested his head's weight on him gently as he sighed again as he absorbed the comforting weight and warmth.

"I can get behind this one too," he murmured back. "I just wanna see you happy. Whatever that looks like."