[he lets himself be stopped by the tip of his head, the press of lips against his own. it's only been a few days, but it settles something in him in ways he can't explain. just that shy, firm little motion, and he can lean up into it in turn, cradling Basch's cheek for just a moment.]
... Mm. I missed that, too.
[shy and sweet. reluctantly (more because he just wants to attach himself to Basch than any worry or loneliness in the moment) he lifts himself up, touch lingering as long as he can manage before he's moving to put together the rest of the food. another five or ten minutes, he thinks, and then they can eat.]
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[he lets himself be stopped by the tip of his head, the press of lips against his own. it's only been a few days, but it settles something in him in ways he can't explain. just that shy, firm little motion, and he can lean up into it in turn, cradling Basch's cheek for just a moment.]
... Mm. I missed that, too.
[shy and sweet. reluctantly (more because he just wants to attach himself to Basch than any worry or loneliness in the moment) he lifts himself up, touch lingering as long as he can manage before he's moving to put together the rest of the food. another five or ten minutes, he thinks, and then they can eat.]