Ryuutaro smiled, deciding not to comment on the flour that was still in Hayato's hair for now. His boyfriend had been through a rough day, for once cleanliness could wait.
This moment was just a bit too peaceful though to make the prior drama seem real. Why couldn't it always be like this? He'd gladly spent such cliché couple time together more often.
It felt really good.

Then he glanced back at the kitchen and sighed.
"I'm afraid there is some clean-up waiting for us..."