Luca lied his tired head upon the arm rest of the couch as he tossed his legs onto the other arm rest.
As he slowly opened his eyes to stare at their drab ceiling and counting the little cracks on it, he also heard the sound of Hirokazu coming in.
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After a few moments of comforting and soothing, all was well and another silly memory was added to their lives.
Hiro settled on Luca’s lap, who was silently reading their latest obsession while listening to their rickety gramophone play some family favourites, staring at his concentrated face and silently chortled at the variety of expressions on his ever changing face.
This was better than any show the TV could play.
Luca gets cosy and secure knowing that the one he loves is right there, in close proximity, breathing and alive.
Bliss was an understatement and they always hoped it would be.
