[For a long moment, Dion regards Joshua. It's clear he's weighing his options, as if they both don't already know what he's going to pick. Let's be honest, it's probably just an excuse to stare at him. His thoughts are not dissimilar to Joshua's own — there's something to be said about the relaxed way he's able to sit in this moment. He deserves more of those.
Right, that settles it then. Dion turns back to the mugs, puts another bag each in, then dips back over to Joshua.]
I trust you will mind yourself while I am away?
[A kiss is pressed to his forehead before Dion steps toward the door, then slips out. Maybe it's time he can use to clear his head. He's thinking too many gay, domestic thoughts right now.]
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Right, that settles it then. Dion turns back to the mugs, puts another bag each in, then dips back over to Joshua.]
I trust you will mind yourself while I am away?
[A kiss is pressed to his forehead before Dion steps toward the door, then slips out. Maybe it's time he can use to clear his head. He's thinking too many gay, domestic thoughts right now.]