Rhy not minding the fussing would definitely bode well. The earlier the darkness fell, the more… prone to worry he was. Chances were strong that Llewellyn would conveniently be at the tailor shop just in time to walk his husband home more often than he did already.

And he’d delight in helping his husband find proper winter clothing. It was something they’d both need to get this year… Warm winter coats, sweaters and perhaps some extra blankets or quilts for their bed. Yes, they'd need to start thinking about that soon.

Llewellyn’s expression shifted to something rather soft, leaning into the kiss with a pleased sigh. “And I truly love nothing more than when I get to enjoy in your company.” This was nice, just letting Rhy guide them around the dance floor. He could even feel some of the confidence from the last time returning, turning with a little less awkwardness as they moved. “You know, I think I’m starting to get the hang of this again… Thanks to your expert guidance, of course.”