Emrys smiled, gently, and leaned in to brush other kiss against his lips. He lead the way to the dining room, where the table was laid out with a veritable buffet — far more food than one person could eat. "I didn't want them back today," he explained, slightly sheepish. "And I wasn't hungry then. So I just asked for everything." He slid around the table and took a seat, leaning one elbow on the table's edge and resting his chin in his palm. He was watching Arthur, observing him — as if he were different now, in the context of this morning, and Emrys needed to learn him from scratch.
"I suppose we should decide whether I'm leaving my wife," he said eventually.
"I suppose we should decide whether I'm leaving my wife," he said eventually.
Lou made this! <3