The smile on Akira’s face made everything worth it. Josh looked at him, keeping an arm wrapped around the man and smiling in return when he told him about the book and how he felt about the pajamas. “It’s like you’re apart of the book, intriguing. I’m glad you can experience things like this Akira, you deserve it, I think you do, and you’re welcome. If there is anything else you‘ve always wanted to do, you can tell me and I can try to arrange something for you…or us.”
Josh smiled once again, looking at Akira for a few more seconds and looking back at the bed. “Let’s lay down and sleep. I’m exhausted.” he mumbled while slowly dropping his hand away from Akira and walking a few steps towards the bed to lay down and stretch. Moving the blanket to the side for the other male, Josh looked up into Akira‘s eyes and smiled.
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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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