[ And Essek was almost ashamed of himself for the sudden urge to cry; he had never before been beset by such a confusing miasma of differing feelings-- of the urge to cry out of relief, but also the subtle fear that he would fall short when all he wanted to do right now at this moment was make Caleb smile. He was quickly drawn into Caleb's arms, and he certainly not stop him. LIkewise, the apron fell from his clasped hands as he was kissed and assured.

His arms wrapped around Caleb's waist and he looked up into those eyes, and to his own unstopped vulnerable self, he was teary and that was going to further track flour and turn it into sticky salt on his face. ]

I will not stop you but also I would like you to eat one, just to you know make sure that you like them.

[ He wanted to promise Caleb that he would get better on them, but he could not quite get the words out especially when Caleb looked so perfectly accepting of all of his flaws. It was such dissonance to be with someone who did not expect perfection of him ] I would also like a kiss.. very much.

[ Let's be real, to soothe the nerves that he himself had riled up ]