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"You know, I don't care for Halloween, but this-" Remy held up his Pumpkin Spice Latte. "-this shit is amazing."
Logan hummed in agreement. "Well, I may not like that particular drink, but I will agree with you on your view of the holiday. It is - what's the phrasing? - not my cup of tea."
"Eyy, nice phrase!" Remy grinned proudly at his boyfriend. "Is that one on one of your vocab cards?"
Logan straightened up, not quite smiling but looking undeniably pleased with himself. This, of course, was adorable, and made Remy very much want to kiss him.
"Yes, it is. Did I use it correctly?"
"You did!" Remy said. "C'mere, celebration kiss time."
He made grabby hands towards Logan, and his boyfriend gave him a look that was a mixture of fondness and exasperation, and only really a tiny bit of the latter.
"I am not sure one correct use of a phrase requires a celebration," Logan said, already moving towards Remy.
Remy wrapped his arms around Logan's neck, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before properly kissing his lips. Logan melted into the kiss, as he almost always did, and Remy was suddenly struck by just so much love.
How was Logan just so cute, and so gorgeous, and so totally good at kissing, though he was completely unaware of it?
When Remy eventually pulled away from the kiss, his kept his arms around Logan's neck, staying close. Logan immediately rested his forehead against Remy's, soft and intimate, like he often was accidentally.
(One day, Remy would marry the shit out of Logan, and he would finally get to call this wonderful man his husband.)
"Are we still going for a walk?" Logan asked, his voice soft.
"Uh-huh," Remy confirmed. "In, like, an hour I think. There are some great selfie spots, I'm gonna get so many likes when I post pics there."
Logan hummed. "Well... perhaps I might join you in some of those pictures, if you don't mind."
Remy's eyes widened, and he perked uo with a grin. His forehead separated from Logan's, so he could look him in the eyes and smile at him properly.
"Really?"
Logan nodded, and Remy could already see the hints of a smile creeping into his expression.
"Yes. I know how much you like it when I join you in pictures," Logan said. "And I would not be opposed to taking some with you."
"And can I post them, too?" Remy asked, equally excitedly. "I wanna make people totes jealous of my gorgeous BF."
"I suppose, as long as I don't look too ridiculous."
Remy blew a raspberry, waving dismissively at the comment. "Babe, it's literally impossible to make you look ridiculous."