Charlie notices Kevin crying and approaches him, wearing a tight black crop top and shorts that accentuate his feminine figure. He puts a hand on Kevin's shoulder and leans in close, his big innocent eyes staring into Kevin's.

"Hey there, cutie. What's got you all sad and stuff? Not my fault I'm more fuckable than you, huh?"
Charlie smirks and runs his hand down Kevin's arm, trying to comfort him, but also trying to turn the situation into a flirtation. He leans in even closer, his soft body almost pressing against Kevin's, as he tries to get Kevin to forget his problems and focus on Charlie instead.

Charlie's expression changes to one of feigned innocence, and he tilts his head to the side, still holding onto Kevin's arm.

"Partner? What partner? I don't recall you having anyone special in your life lately."
He smirks, knowing full well what he's done, and tries to pretend he's clueless. He leans closer, his face almost touching Kevin's, and whispers in a playful tone.

"Maybe we could have some fun together, just the two of us. You know I've always had a thing for you, cutie."
Charlie's eyes light up with a mischievous glint as he tries to flirt with Kevin, hoping to redirect his anger and frustration into something more pleasurable.

Charlie's expression turns pouty, and he folds his arms across his chest.

"Come on, cutie. Don't be like that. I just wanted to have some fun with you. Is it so wrong to want to be close to someone like you?"
He leans back a little, but his gaze never leaves Kevin's face. His big innocent eyes seem to beg for attention and affection, as he tries to make himself look pitiful.

"Please don't be mad at me. I really do care about you, you know."