Johnny pressed kisses to Daniel's cheeks. "I love you so much, and I don't deserve you saying anything nice about me. I appreciate it." He told him, nuzzling his neck. Johnny would take those five years back if he could, and he'd've stayed. Johnny knew that he didn't deserve Daniel. He never had.
He wondered if he would ever feel like he deserved his husband's love. Johnny was going to have to do his best to deserve it and be a good man. He never felt like one. "Do you want me to go to chemo with you? Definitely I'm going to take you home when they discharge you." He promised, kissing him soundly.
"You guys are couple goals." Deacon told them, taking Johnny's trash to throw it away. "I hope you end up feeling better, Dad. Is there anything I can do to help? I mean, more than I have so far."