Edward accepted the glass of beer, grateful that Jonathan was catering to him. It wasnt necessary, but Eddie liked it.
When Jonathan had responded to his earlier declaration, Edward breathed out with relief, and took another bite of his sandwich. He was famished, and within moments the sandwich simply ceased to be. Perhaps the overfilled cheeks, courtesy of the amazing roast beef, did make him look like a weird chipmunk but once the sandwich was fully consumed Eddie relaxed. He sipped his drink and admired the scenery for a moment. He never really got the chance to enjoy land.
He slid his arm around Jonathan's waist, scooting closer to the man he loved, pressing his now free hand against Jonathan's hip.
Casually, Eddie drank his beer and continued to look around.