Daniel arched a brow at Johnny. "I have great taste. I'm attracted to you, aren't I? See, my taste is absolutely fine." He would still argue that strawberry milkshake was superior to chocnilla. Regular chocolate milk was a whole other story though. That shit was awesome. He practically lived on chocolate milk at Mr Miyagi's.
He returned the kiss, hooking his uninjured hand around the base of Johnny's skull, tracing his fingers over the hair at his nape. "I love you too, Johnny Lawrence."