Gabriel's breath catches in his throat for a moment when Johnny doesn't seem to respond at all. He wonders if he had done too much, or if Johnny decided he'd asked for the wrong thing - but Johnny's arms around him quickly dispel those notions. His breath lets out in a rush and he lifts his arms up to wrap around him in return.

Johnny's whispered affection makes him smile. This was how it was supposed to go all along, and now they've finally made it to where they're supposed to be.

He's still looking at Johnny when Digby pokes his head around the door. When Johnny squeezes his hand, he smile and dips his head, not quite willing to let Digby in on his fond expression.

He follows them in, chuckling at Digby's comment. "You're damn right we are. Cutest fuckers in all the land." As they get set up, Gabriel crosses back over to the kitchen area and grabs his jar of honey, then wanders over to the tattoo station. He'd like to stick around, but he can see that he'd probably be more distraction than help at this point.

"I'm going to let you work." He lifts a hand, idly fixing where Johnny's hair is still out of place from their little make-out session out in the hall. "I'll be upstairs. Digby, it's been a pleasure."

Digby smiles. "Yeah, I noticed that."

Gabriel smiles back at him, then disappears.