Almost as though Akira's smile, and chuckle was his own medicine, Josh smiled in return and nodded. "You're welcome." he said back. Before he was able to turn towards the kitchen, Josh was pleasantly surprised to feel Akira's soft lips press against his own. The concern for him had slipped away, and all Josh could think about was those lips against his, and the smile he loved to see his boyfriend with.
The kitchen came into few within a few seconds, heading over to the door and opening it up to smell the scent of the food, almost intently making his stomach growl in the process. "It's us." Josh called out so that Sangre would know they were there.
The chef had been setting the table right on time, looking over at Akira and Josh with a grin on his face. "Nice to see you two again. Sit, eat and I'll let you know about a few things hen you're done." Sangre said while heading back to the kitchen.
"Thank you Sangre." Josh said as he walked towards the table, glancing back at Akira to ensure he was close.
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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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