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[He squeezes his hand.]

And this is why you are my confidant. Thank you.

[He does lean over the table to kiss his cheek.]

Speaking of marriage, you do only have one formerly married sibling. How big will your family get together be if they all follow suit.

... Of course. I'll always be objective when you seek my advice.

[ is he blushing when he kisses his cheek? maybe. He won't admit it thought ]

I have no idea what their relationship status actually is, and that includes Luther. Last I heard he also has a girlfriend. Not that I learned that from him.

I think you have something on your cheek.

[He says as he brushes his thumb over the blush.]

Ten days, correct? Hopefully such whirlwind of a time will be your last and you can spend quality time with them.

[And skipping topics again.]

Why two outfits? I assume the ones for the main event are picked together. What of the second?

Pretty much. I suspect I went a little over that, but not by much. I really do hope things will settle down.

As for your question. The second one is for dancing. I do think typically it is the bride who changes outfit, to something that is easier to dance in for "the first dance".

Or something like that.

You know now I’m going to ask you now if you want to wear a dress. Or if that is for my eyes only.

[ time for his face to get red again ]

That is definitely for your eyes only.

[Cute. He kisses his hand.]

Would you like me to?

... Not on our wedding. As much as I like showing you off, if you are going to wear a dress that's going to be the third outfit of the day.

For the night. With no one else to watch you but me.

I am so incredibly charmed. I will do my best not to disappoint.

[Breaking off a piece of donut to try to feed to him.]

In regards to the planning and the evening.

[ he'll let him, and though he blushes, he clearly enjoys it ]

As if you ever do. I'm sure I'll end up singing your praises for years to come.

You’ve already proven you are the better singer.

[If he was sitting across from him, he moves his chair next to him so he can lean on his shoulder comfortably.]

I know you say I make things lighter but the same is for you.

And what do I owe this confession to now?

It's been long overdue.

Besides, who else drives me around, listens to my worries, feeds me, and holds my hand.

[To which he does take his.]

I only need one.

[ he smiles at that, soft and gentle as he squeezes his hand ]

Not that I'm planning on giving my hand to anyone else.

Not even to a younger, surly version of myself.

Not even that.

[ He'll move so he can take his chin with his free hand, tipping it up as he leans in to kiss him on the lips ]

Caeli is an outlier. I'm more into older men.

Well if I can’t get him to join in activities. I’ll simply have to make specters of myself. You are rather delightful when overwhelmed.

[He kisses him back.]

I know. About Caeli. The unreasonable worry being on my end. But maybe if I continue to warm up to him the two of us could terrorize you.

I barely survived you and Lahabrea together I would not survive you and Caeli.

I simply meant to give you something to tease me about, if you needed the ammo.

But would you enjoy it?

. . . It would be a little awkward.

But obviously I would enjoy it.

[He squeezes his hand.]

An idea then. Perhaps it will come to fruition. Perhaps it will not.

But I am rather addicted to your happinesses, our contentment, my dawn.

Well. I don't need a spectator to be happy with you.

[ he's going to consider how shameless he wants to be for a while and then he decided to just go for it, getting up from his seat so he can go on Emet's lap instead, wrapping his arms around his neck ]

For example. I'm happy now. And I'll be even happier when we take another drive and I get to feel you against me.

[He shifts so he can have a lap full of Five and rests his arms low across his hips. He can’t help such a warm smile spreading across his face.]

Are you done eating then?

[ He'll take his time to kiss his cheek and then shakes his head ]

No. Feed me more.

[He laughs and fills up a forkful.]

Open up.

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