[The changing of the seasons, the return of long lasting hours of sunlight, it hasn't even occurred to Bandou that their time will be cut shorter each day. Certainly when it's realized, he'll long for night to fall just as deeply as Warren does.
But Warren's words erase any frustration Bandou'd felt as he hung up his work uniform and braved the embarrassment of walking through the restaurant's lobby. How can he stay mad when words of deep longing are being spoken to him? The dramatic antics that started their evening together showcased Warren's desire for him, but intimate words in private hit much harder for Bandou.
The pout vanishes, a shy smile slowly taking it's place. One that yearns to here more sweet words of affection.]
I've never gotten to spend Valentine's Day with someone. You're getting all my firsts.
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But Warren's words erase any frustration Bandou'd felt as he hung up his work uniform and braved the embarrassment of walking through the restaurant's lobby. How can he stay mad when words of deep longing are being spoken to him? The dramatic antics that started their evening together showcased Warren's desire for him, but intimate words in private hit much harder for Bandou.
The pout vanishes, a shy smile slowly taking it's place. One that yearns to here more sweet words of affection.]
I've never gotten to spend Valentine's Day with someone. You're getting all my firsts.