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“That’s fine Aki.” Josh said right afterwards, heading back towards his closet and grabbing pants for him as well, making sure it wasn’t too big and could be tied at the waist so they wouldn’t slip off. As he got back to Akira, he pulled his pants off for him and handed him the pants to put on himself.
“Here. How does it feel?” Josh smiled, hoping of course that he’d be comfortable before then looking back at the sheets and touching them.
“Thanks for washing them by the way.” Josh spoke, making sure to praise him whenever possible, he wanted him to know he revered him for the kind gestures.
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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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