Halfway to the room, Josh finally glanced back at Akira and frowned when he asked that. Shaking his head slowly, he paused down the hallway, not caring anymore that they were out in the open, he just...needed a moment. Letting go of Akira's hand, Josh used that arm to wrap around his boyfriends body, nuzzling his head against the crook of his neck and holding him rather tight, but not enough to hurt him.
"I don't want to leave you...that's all." Josh whispered near his ear, closing his eyes tightly and sighing shakily. "I don't know why but I can't imagine..." he trailed off, just taking the moment to hold Akira for a moment.
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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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