[Dohalim laughs softly at that, leaning in to press a kiss to Red Wine's shoulder. it seems like such a logical and simple thing to do, to pick enough food to feed the both of them, but Dohalim can't help but feel touched. but then again, it seems that Red Wine could do the bare minimum at this point, and Dohalim would appreciate the gesture. the feelings he has for the man causes those butterflies to flutter in the pit of his stomach; it's a strange feeling, but he finds himself not disliking it at all.
he sits in silence for a moment, occasionally moving around to gently clean Red Wine up, before humming to himself]
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he sits in silence for a moment, occasionally moving around to gently clean Red Wine up, before humming to himself]
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