"No thanks, Dad. Nonna stuffed me full before I came." Deacon replied, as Johnny sipped his own milkshake. Chocolate, despite Daniel's attempts to get him to drink strawberry. It was cute though, Johnny would always think so. His husband was precious cargo to him, and always would be.
"You don't have to finish it, but eat some of it. Gotta keep that strength up." Johnny said, grinning at him. He grabbed a handful of fries.