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Bobby huffed if only to put up a front though he was the furthest thing away from frustrated. Quite the opposite, seeing him so playful left him feeling more amused than anything. He briefly entertained the thought of icing up the floor so his husband could slip in his rush to leave the kitchen, but he decided against it. Bobby mindlessly returned back to his cooking and lost track of time, completely losing himself in his work. Before he knew it the food was ready. “It’s ready whenever you are,” he shouted, hoping his voice would carry to their room, though, he doubted that it actually did.
Hank smiled at his husband’s front, because he knew Bobby was a thousand times more playfully than him but whenever Hank was in a playful mood they became a dynamic duo. He changed from his suit into a comfortable black shirt and some blue jeans to go along with it. He jogged back down to the dinning room and kissed his husband again. “Where are the kids?” He asked sweetly and cocked an eyebrow - but soon letting it go. Because that meant he had more time to enjoy the night with his husbamd.
