Josh moved just slightly, going beside of Akira instead of over him so he could see his face, wanting to hear him talk but also see it as well. When he spoke yet again, Josh felt his heart warm at the sound of him saying his name for the first time, his actual name. It took a few more moments until Josh finally answered his question without hesitation.
“How can’t I? It’s such a rare thing to hear, but when I do hear it it’s…beautiful. It’s like the sound of music to my ears.” Josh smiled, kissing Akira’s lips softly and glancing down at his throat, knowing it would be sore again just like the last time. “I always hoped I’d hear you speak again.”
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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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