During one of your games, you take notice of your teams losing points. Wanting to boost their spirits, you promise them each a kiss for each point scored. Kenton heard your little promise, and doesn’t seem to like it. After the game ends, his team winning, he drags you off in time before anyone could snag a kiss from you “Do you think it’s cute to sell your lips off for a couple of point?” he muttered, his eyes narrowed down at you as he shuts of the door of the locker room.