His hands come up to take Jae's face between his palms which has at least three purposes; 1) he greases away any shed tears, smearing their tracks into indefinite dampness, 2) he steers Jae's attention away from his failed attempt at breakfast, and 3) he can kiss him again like so, brief but intense and insistent.

"It got me lunch," Sunny says. On being cute. "And I'm going to save the house from being set on fire, hold all of those thoughts."

Finally, he breaks away, turns off the heat of the stove top, waves a hand to dismiss some of the collected smoke.