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Kaden looked up at the ceiling, not really being able to get away from Deiru with him on his chest. It wasn't like he wanted to leave, he just wasn't sure how to feel for a few moments hearing the man say that, and he was trapped beneath him. With his hands still touching his boyfriends back, Kaden took a deep breath and focused his eyes back on Deiru.
"You shouldn't think of things like that...it won't happen again. Even so, I trust you a lot more than most peo- actually I trust you the most, alongside Grace." Kaden took a breath before sighing. "Look, I....would try it out with you at some point, when I'm ready." He mumbled, almost not believing he was agreeing to the 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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