"That'll be fun," he said, pressing his cheek to Raylan's shoulder a moment before taking another sip. "A spirited debate on subtleties of flavour..."

The door buzzer buzzed and he jumped slightly, then sighed. That would be the taxi.

He looked at the cup and took one more sip, then leaned up and pressed a kiss to Raylan's mouth.

"I'll miss you," he murmured, stepping reluctantly away from him to go pick up his bag.