[ he enjoys that kiss, sinking into it warmly with his fingers sliding further into his hair. it feels just like the welcome back he needs, and he lingers - because hell his body feels how much he misses him, and not even in a particularly sexual way, but just the sheer sensation of how oddly welcome and safe he feels as their fingers twine together.
with one last kiss to the cheek, he's happy to be tugged along, to accept the invitation, kicking forward a bit to catch up with him. ]
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with one last kiss to the cheek, he's happy to be tugged along, to accept the invitation, kicking forward a bit to catch up with him. ]