[Chris pulls up outside Jacob's place and retrieves the coffees from where he'd magicked them into stillness inside the storage part under the seat. He's trained his head into a form of anticipatory quiet, at least, setting aside anything else to deal with later.
He hears the front door as he balances the cups in one hand and closes up the bike and when he turns to greet Jacob, it's with a small smile.]
Hello, handsome. Here, as you like it.
[He holds out one of the cups between them, grateful for the moment that his hands are too full to reach out to the other man just yet. He needed to make sure his grip wasn't too tight or too clingy before he tried it.]
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Date: 2022-12-12 04:38 pm (UTC)He hears the front door as he balances the cups in one hand and closes up the bike and when he turns to greet Jacob, it's with a small smile.]
Hello, handsome. Here, as you like it.
[He holds out one of the cups between them, grateful for the moment that his hands are too full to reach out to the other man just yet. He needed to make sure his grip wasn't too tight or too clingy before he tried it.]