"Mmhm," Martin echoes a bit dryly, knowing all too well that this positioning can't last long. But that won't be the end of the world either, he thinks. There might be some compromises they can find.
He resettles as John does, draping one arm loosely around around him and leaning over to kiss his head where it rests. He rubs a hand gently up and down the length of John's arm and sips his cocoa quietly, watching the snow fall outside.
An older man in a thick coat struggles into view, bullying his way through the thick of it, and as Martin watches him idly, something draws his attention and he does glance in.
Immediately Martin flushes bright red, tensing ever so slightly, staring back like a startled deer; but the man can hardly stop, barely taking more than a second to take in the tableau before moving on with his day, thinking god only knows what.
Martin clears his throat a bit more loudly than he'd have liked and takes another, heftier sip of his cocoa, giving John a bit more of a firm, companionable pat.
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He resettles as John does, draping one arm loosely around around him and leaning over to kiss his head where it rests. He rubs a hand gently up and down the length of John's arm and sips his cocoa quietly, watching the snow fall outside.
An older man in a thick coat struggles into view, bullying his way through the thick of it, and as Martin watches him idly, something draws his attention and he does glance in.
Immediately Martin flushes bright red, tensing ever so slightly, staring back like a startled deer; but the man can hardly stop, barely taking more than a second to take in the tableau before moving on with his day, thinking god only knows what.
Martin clears his throat a bit more loudly than he'd have liked and takes another, heftier sip of his cocoa, giving John a bit more of a firm, companionable pat.