[ That chiding tone makes Joshua pull in a soft breath, particularly as Dion removes his hand, but that is all very quickly assuaged as Dion's hand comes up to rest so gently on his cheek.

But Dion is right. He has been pressing himself lately, and if Dion doesn't want him to overburden himself, he should concede. So he does, nodding even as he presses into that touch.

But when Dion shifts his hand, tapping him on the nose, Joshua can't help but laugh. Oh, Founder, he loves this man. This very sleepy, very silly man. ]

All right, then. But I will hold you to it.

[ And location be damned, they're reclining and it's easy to hide. He leans in quickly, stealing a brief peck of a kiss. He can't help himself. ]

But for now, you should try to rest while you can. Pure Vanilla Cookie will not let anything happen.