"It's Barnaby," he says to Kotetsu, dropping the open bag of peas on the counter and leaning against it, bending around the counter-top to catch Kotetsu's eye while he works. He's irritated with the way this conversation is going, for reasons he doesn't think he can communicate. He isn't bad with words, necessarily, but the expression of how he's feeling, it just isn't a vocabulary that he has a great grasp on. He does what he can. He feels clumsy. He hates it. He would rather just not do it.

But it's worth the effort, with this man.

"Fun? It's something more than fun, isn't it?" He knows he must be red again, because he can feel the heat this time, prickling painfully all the way down his arms, across his chest, creeping up the back of his neck. "The only thing I've been interested in for the past year is you Waiting for you to come back. Going back to you. Because I knew you would. I thought that there was no way we wouldn't get the chance to be together again. The only thing I want is you, that's my whole picture. That's complete. That's what would make me happy, being with you."