[Honey]

Along with his softly spoken truth to building a resilience to others finding his secret, his skin had not thickened significantly enough to allow for his cheeks to hide the sweet blush that adorned his cheeks at the gentle press of lips, and the smooth hand grazing across his waist to lead him along to chapel. It was not until after the sermon that he thought to speak to his husband, and it came out more as a whisper than anything. "Do you believe others will take our happy attitudes as the possibility I may be with child again?"