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As Josh saw those green eyes looking up at him, he felt his heart nearly quicken. He softly touched Akira’s blond hair, locking his eyes with his own and shaking his head. “No...I’m not angry at you. It wasn’t your intention and I shouldn’t have been so rude to you about it.”
Josh kept moving his hand in his hair, looking slightly upset when Akira said’ that about himself. “You’ve been doing more things than I have almost. Cooking, cleaning, bringing me things when I need it. It’s not true that you’re useless. Especially not anymore.” Josh said with a soft voice.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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