Kaito felt himself smile like a stupid giddy school girl and tucked in himself with his own slice.
The beginning of the movie, at least at a certain scene almost ended in him loosing his cake. He just barely managed to set it down before burying in close to Hakuba his face hiding into his neck and arms wrapped around him. They had to pause it briefly so he could come out from behind as the movie continued he remain wear his was occasionally moving away to take large bites out of his cake.
Right now he was tense and focus on Jack’s escaped he barely noticed pressing against the other and taking his hand into his. Whispering ‘come on, come on’ over and over again under his breath.
Hakuba did feel bad about the piranhas, as he’d expected, but had no problem at all with the turn of events. His arms remained open, welcoming, and he found that it was so much easier to hold him than he ever expected it to be. It’d been so long since he’d done anything like this with someone. Thoughts of those days hurt, but watching Kaito’s reactions to the film eased the pain of bad memories, and soon he was only thinking about the present.
It helped that he continued to drink the wine, too, finishing the glass over time and reaching for the bottle for more. The alcohol soothed him, eased those anxieties out like a steam press on cloth. He relaxed. The wine was good, the cake was good, the film was good, and his boyfriend… Hakuba stole another glance down at him, smirking in appreciation… was more than he’d ever hoped for.
He squeezed his hand, leaning his head on him, and glanced at the screen again. It was charming that Kaito was so into it. Irresistibly cute.
“More wine?” he murmured into his hair.