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A renovation site is always chaos. People are moving in and out, walls coming down or going up, floors are half-finished. It’s usually a mess. It’s a controlled chaos though. Everyone knows their place; everyone has a job to do. It’s the type of space that Jonathan thrives in.
Drew walks through the half-finished living room to find Jonathan on his knees, tiling the kitchen. “Hey, how’s it going?”
“It’s going.” Jonathan sits on his legs, looking up at Drew.
Drew glances around, making sure no one is watching, and leans down to steal a kiss, hiding in the chaos.