Sangre got to the fridge but paused, looking at Harumi and smirking. “I have to show you something, but first let me drink some tea so I can feel my fingers.” he chuckled.
Josh went from looking at the chef, to focusing back on Akira when he felt his hand. Usually he’d be the one with cold skin, but now, even Akira’s hand felt warmer than his own. Josh took a drink of the tea and brought it close to himself.
“A little better, yes, thank you for asking.” Giving Akira a gentle kiss on his forehead, Josh moved one of his hands from the mug to the young males hand, grasping it and sighing under his breath from how warm his skin was. “Hopefully I’ll warm up before eating the icecream.” he then said with a soft chuckle. Eating the cold desert now would probably be a bad idea, so warming up a little would be a good idea.
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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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