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( he chuckles lowly, dipping his head down to brush their lips together. ) You’re so fucking wrong about that.
( he stops himself from kissing josiah back. as much as he wants to, he can’t — he can’t do this. not if he’s just playing number two, again. ) I’m not him, Josiah.
( he pauses for a moment, grasping the back of reid’s neck and looking into his eyes. ) I know.
( he stares at josiah for another moment before lightly kissing him. ) Okay.
( he chuckles lowly, dipping his head down to brush their lips together. ) You’re so fucking wrong about that.
( he stops himself from kissing josiah back. as much as he wants to, he can’t --- he can’t do this. not if he’s just playing number two, again. ) I’m not him, Josiah.
( he lifts a hand and grasps his chin, free arm winding around his waist. ) Do you want this? Do you want me?
More than I should. But I don’t think you want me.
…Turn the oven off.
( he turns the oven off, turning around to face josiah. they’re a lot closer than he thought they were. )
I’m more worried about you turning me down if I make one on you.
You clearly do not realize how long it’s been since I got laid.
I think it’s in your best interest to answer it.
------I don’t plan on making a move on you, if that’s what you’re worried about.
( josiah freezes, an idea filling his mind. he kisses reid’s neck once more, moving down to his shoulder as his thumb rubbed circles against the man’s hip. ) Reid… are you attracted to me?
It’s probably in my best interest not to answer that.
( he grins and quickly kisses his neck, nodding. ) I can do that.
( he’d be lying if he said he didn’t shiver, then. ) Great.
( he moves a hand to rest on his waist, humming softly. ) You’re making me dinner, you choose what we’re having for dessert.
-------Strawberry tarts.
( he smirks at him for a moment, reaching above him into the cabinet to grab another recipe book – this one filled with recipes for desserts – and sets it beside reid, moving to stand behind him, hands on either side of him, effectively locking him in place in front of the stove. he bends his head slightly, muttering against his skin. ) What sounds good for dessert?
( he freezes up for a moment, goosebumps rising on his arms at the sudden closeness. he tells himself to calm down, and continues what he was doing. ) I’m here o make you feel better, remember? You pick something.
( his eyes linger on reid’s form as he walks in, biting his lip to keep himself quiet. he can’t deny that the man is ridiculously attractive, and he would be more than happy to spend some one on one time with him in nothing at all. reid’s words pull him out of his thoughts and he nods, removing his own sweater to reveal the wife beater he wore beneath it clinging to his chest. ) Yeah, it’s ready.
( reid is slowly coming to the realization that he is a lot gayer than he thought. this may or may not be a problem. )
----Great. ( he walks over to the stove, and gets started on following the recipe. )
You wouldn’t be wrong.
Yeah, okay. ( he pulls his sweatshirt off, holding it up as if to say “happy?” It’s a dangerous game to play with a man who isn’t even remotely into him -- and he’d know; it’s not the first time he doesn’t this -- but reid wants to. he heads back to josiah’s room, tossing his sweatshirt on the bed and swiping a shirt out of his drawer. he pulls the shirt on as he heads into the kitchen, just tugging it down over his head as he enters. ) Everything ready to go?
Better not be.
——– Got it – you can borrow somethin’ of mine if you want to. Or just not wear a shirt.
If I didn’t know better, I’d say you were just trying to get me out of my clothes.
She’s the best damn chef in Lima.
It’s going to get hot in the kitchen with the oven and stove on – the stove is fucked up, I still need to replace it – I wouldn’t keep that sweater on if I were you.
No arguments there.
-----You’re probably right. Get the recipe, I’ll get rid of the sweater.
( he grins at him, moving in to kiss his cheek lightly. ) Don’t worry, I’ll help you. We can use my great grandma’s recipe – you’ve always liked it.
That’s because your grandmother knows what she’s doing.
( josiah grins at him, rubbing his thumb over the back of reid’s hand lightly. ) Thanks, babe. ( the nickname felt foreign being used on reid, as he usually reserved it for landon, but he couldn’t help but say it )
Mm… how about puttanesca?
( he’d be lying if he said the nickname didn’t surprise him. it’s the first time josiah has ever called him that, but he likes it. he wants to hear it again. the thought catches him off guard, and he reminds himself that josiah is in love with landon. no point in wanting someone who’s in love with someone else.)
You’re really lucky you’re cute. I’ll see what I can do.
——————- I promise.
Just… do you think you could stay for a while? I don’t really feel like being alone.
( reid rolls his eyes, taking josiah’s hand in his his and squeezing briefly. ) I’m not going anywhere, loser.
( he pulls his hand away and stands up. ) I’ll make dinner or order it, maybe. What are you in the mood for?
