Gene laughed.
“I don’t get hangry.YOUget hangry. I get horny. We are not the same, hot man.”
Ethan handed it to him.
Even after they had that disagreement, his man was still taking care of him. That was love in its truest form, and it gave Gene reassurance.
They could fight and still be in love.
His partner wouldn’t run from him when they got bitchy.
“Thank you,” he said, taking the candy bar.
Blackhawk shrugged.
“I love taking care of you,” he admitted. “That’s what couples do, even if there’s a wall there between them. You taught me that.”
He had.
Now, emotion had him by the balls. So, Gene kissed him. It wasn’t because he felt sorry for what happened, but that he’d survived it. Ethan was the strongest person he knew, and he loved him. He also loved that he was taking care of him.
It was very husband-y.
And ultimately, that was the end goal.
When he broke the kiss, Ethan was curious.
“What’s that for?” he asked. “I hope not pity.”
Gene smiled.
“Nah. You got me a snacky, and you know the way to my heart,” he said. “It’s carbs and chocolate. Now, if you have a sammy in that pocket too, I’m going to be a happy man.”
Ethan laughed.
“I thought it was a blowjob that was the way to your heart,” he teased.
Gene wiggled his eyebrows.
“It is. With chocolate. Try it sometime.”
Yeah, Ethan was amused.
As Gene unwrapped his candy bar, he ate half and offered the rest to Ethan.
But he declined.
Again, that befuddled the fuck out of him. The man never thought about food. The last thing they ate was that bagel last night, and cum during their fornicating.
They wereNOTbuilt the same.
Gene needed carbs to make the world go round. So, he ate the rest of the candy bar as Ethan got them to the front door by memory.
“If I remember correctly,” he began, “this was the entrance they keep open.”
And it was.
Inside the school, there were people everywhere, and Blackhawk stopped a woman who was hanging up pink ribbons on every surface available.
