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Josh sighed in relief when Akira looked at him and smiled, seeing that he was alright, and trusting that he was telling him the truth. "Okay...good good." Josh eyed the clock, feeling his fingers brush up against Akira's before looking back into his eyes. "We should head back soon...the artist should be here shortly. Are you nervous?" Josh wondered, keeping a hold of his boyfriends hand as he asked.
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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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