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[@QuodHelianthus] + to his chest as a nervous chuckle left his lips. "Really close. I thought you were about to bust your ass, baby." He stated, going to place the others in. "Not that I'm aware of, but we could go and get some more just incase?" Joshua's +
[@QuodHelianthus] + eyes trailed up, a soft smile resting on his lips at the little cracks. Something about it was so cute in his eyes, or perhaps, that was just Mikaela.
[@QuodHelianthus] + focusing heavily on improving his lack of considerance. His attention was cast fully in his mind, only drawing his eyes to the real world when Mikaela spoke. He worried about him a lot, especially now that he mentioned his slip +
[@QuodHelianthus] + up.
"Please do. I don't want you to get hurt worse." Joshua spoke quietly in response, leaning to plant a kiss on his lover's forehead.
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + skin to his, he let the scene play. The dream he had longed for, for so long now, was unraveled, was their reality. As much as he felt guilted by it, his eyes began to water. Not from sorrow, but from longing. Happiness. The feeling of +
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + his lips against his made him want to stay in place, for time to freeze. The moment the two had wanted for so long, he wanted to freeze in time so it wouldn't fade.
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + the pan would then slip. Before sitting at the table, he couldn't help but want a little of the same creamer. It was good, no doubt. What a tasty way to start the morning.
Once sat, he'd do just the same. Not as hungry as he was when he +
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + started cooking, but there was no way he would pass it up.
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + fry from his batch and dipping it into the gloriously cold ice cream, before plopping it directly onto his tongue. A home. That sounded more beautiful that it he thought it would. Home. Soon enough, the piece would fall into place, and +
[ @QuodHelianthus ] + their puzzle would complete itself. All it needed was a little nudge. Maybe one that they would discover that night? Or perhaps the night they cook together? Fate works in many ways.