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After Sora had commented on the view, Fang’s reply made him glance back over his shoulder. He could feel the other man’s eyes lingering on him even before he fully turned around. [“Yeah… it is.”] The honesty in Fang’s voice, the way he said it while looking directly at him instead of the ocean, made Sora’s heartbeat stumble hard against his ribs. Warmth rushed straight to his cheeks, impossible to hide. God, it was cheesy. Ridiculously cheesy. …but it worked. More than Sora wanted to admit. The words settled somewhere deep in his chest, giving his already overactive thoughts even more material to obsess over later. Then the topic shifted to the rooms. Sora still hadn’t properly explored the house yet, too distracted by the view, the trip, and Fang himself. [“There’s one downstairs. Faces the water, (...) Figured you’d want that one.”] Sora opened his mouth to answer, only for the words to disappear before they came out. He genuinely didn’t know how to respond to things like this sometimes. Fang had always been attentive—almost frighteningly so. He remembered tiny preferences Sora himself forgot about. Favorite snacks. Which side of the bed he liked. How he preferred the curtains slightly open at night. No one had ever paid attention to him the way Fang did. Sora squeezed his lover’s hand softly, his thumb brushing over Fang’s knuckles as he looked down for a second, suddenly shy beneath all that quiet affection. “If you’re okay with it…” he murmured, lifting his gaze again with a small, fond smile. “It’s our room after all. Your comfort matters to me too.” Truthfully, Sora didn’t care much about the room itself. They could have been sleeping in a broom closet for all he cared. As long as there was enough space for the two of them together, he would have been perfectly happy. Fang gave his hand a gentle tug, silently asking him to follow, and Sora moved without resistance as they headed back inside to unpack. _________________________ Leon finished unloading their bags onto the foot of the bed before wandering off to explore the room properly. The room was far nicer than he had expected—warm lighting, dark wooden furniture, large windows overlooking the ocean, and the faint sound of waves drifting in from outside. Then he stepped into the bathroom and stopped. “Well… that’s dangerous.” A massive jacuzzi tub was built into the far corner of the room, easily large enough for both of them with space to spare. Soft lights had been installed around the base of it, giving the entire bathroom a luxurious atmosphere. Leon immediately glanced back toward the bedroom. “We might have to keep this a secret from the others,” he said with an amused smirk, motioning toward the oversized tub. “Otherwise they’re definitely going to get jealous.” His mind was already wandering toward all the things they could do in a jacuzzi that size together, and judging by the expression on Asta’s face, he wasn’t the only one thinking along those lines. Leon caught the subtle bite of Asta’s lower lip as his eyes lingered on the tub. His pupils had dilated slightly, darkening with thoughts he clearly wasn’t saying out loud. The sight made Leon grin. “Do you want to take a bath together later?” he asked casually, though the mischievous edge in his voice ruined any innocence the suggestion might have had. “After being stuck in the car all day, it’d probably feel nice to relax.” His gaze slowly dragged over Asta before he added, “And by then we’ll probably smell like smoke from the grill too.” Leon closed the distance between them without hurry. Once he stood in front of Asta, he lifted both hands and gently cupped his lover’s face, his thumbs brushing softly against warm skin. One thumb slowly traced downward, carefully freeing Asta’s trapped lip from between his teeth. “Now where did your mind just go, Sunshine?” Leon murmured, his voice low and smooth. “You suddenly look very hopeful… and so adorable.” His mouth curved into a teasing smile. “If you keep biting your lip like that, I’m going to assume you’re trying to seduce me into kissing you.” He leaned closer, enough for Asta to feel his breath against his skin. “Not that I mind. But you might get too embarrassed if I do that in front of your friend.” Before Asta could answer, Leon gently guided him backward until his shoulders met the wall. Leon’s body settled close, effectively trapping him there without using any force at all. Exactly where Leon wanted him. Their eyes locked. Leon’s own gaze had darkened with open desire as it slowly drifted down toward Asta’s mouth. Leon watched every tiny reaction closely as he kept Asta pinned gently against the wall, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body. The faint hitch in Asta’s breathing alone was enough to send satisfaction curling warmly through Leon’s chest. God, he was cute when he got flustered. Leon’s gaze lingered on Asta’s mouth again, catching the subtle way his lower lip disappeared briefly between his teeth. That alone nearly destroyed Leon’s remaining self-control. “You’re making this very difficult for me, Sunshine,” Leon murmured softly. His thumbs continued stroking along Asta’s cheeks. Somewhere outside, the others were probably still talking, but Leon found he couldn’t focus on any of it. Not when Asta looked like this. Leon leaned in slightly closer until their noses brushed. “You get this look when your imagination starts running wild,” Leon said with a quiet chuckle. The sight was unbearably distracting. Unable to resist any longer. “I should probably collect some beforehand,” Leon whispered as he finally closed the distance between them and kissed him properly. Slow and Unhurried. The kind of kiss meant to savor rather than rush. Leon’s hand slid from Asta’s cheek down to his waist, fingers curling lightly against his side as he deepened the kiss just enough to satisfy the craving that had been building since the moment they walked into this house. Just enough to leave him wanting more. When Leon eventually pulled back, he only moved far enough for their foreheads to rest together. His own breathing had grown slightly uneven now, though the amused smile on his lips remained. “You taste addictive,” he admitted quietly. His eyes drifted briefly toward the enormous jacuzzi again before a dangerous grin slowly spread across his face. “That bathtub is becoming a very bad influence on my thoughts.” Leon drew in a long, reluctant sigh before finally forcing himself to take a step back. The moment the distance opened between them, cool air replaced Asta’s warmth, and Leon immediately regretted it. If he didn’t pull away now, neither of them was going to make it downstairs for dinner. His gaze lingered on Asta for another second too long before he dragged a hand back through his hair, trying to gather what little self-control he still had left. “We can’t spend the entire first night hiding up here,” Leon said, though his voice still carried the low roughness left behind from kissing him. A faint, amused smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “As tempting as that sounds.” Leon exhaled quietly through his nose before pointing lightly toward Asta with a teasing look in his eyes. “And you still need to text your mom, remember?” Honestly, he was mostly using practical excuses to stop himself from dragging Asta straight into that huge tub already. Because if they stayed too much longer in this room, Leon knew exactly where his self-control was heading, and it certainly wasn’t toward dinner downstairs. _________________________ Later that evening, the scent of salty sea air and smoky grill mixed and drifted from the back porch. Waves crashed softly somewhere beyond the dunes, the sound blending with the crackle of the lowburning fire. Sora sat nearby with his chin resting lazily in his palm, supposedly helping by keeping Fang company while he cooked. Supposedly. Because the smell of fresh meat wasn’t the only thing making his mouth water. The orange glow from the grill illuminated Fang in flickering light, shadows shifting across the sharp lines of his arms and jaw. His sleeves had been pushed up at some point, exposing strong forearms, veins that flexed every time he moved the tongs. It was unfairly attractive. Sora’s eyes wandered shamelessly over him, lingering on the concentrated look on Fang’s face as he worked. The heat from the fire painted his skin gold, catching in his hair whenever the ocean breeze swept through it. For a moment, Sora forgot entirely about the food. His stomach fluttered instead. ["It smells really good... " Asta said. "He cooks at home," Sora informed him, not looking away from his boyfriend] Fang looked up suddenly, catching him staring. A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “You gonna keep looking at me like that,” he asked, voice low and amused, “or are you actually gonna help?” Sora blinked, immediately feeling heat crawl back into his face. “I am helping,” he defended weakly. “Oh yeah?” Fang huffed out a quiet laugh. “How?” Sora leaned back in his chair, pretending to think very seriously about it before answering. “Moral support. I’m keeping the chef motivated.” Sora replied and caught a small smile he properly tried to hide. That smile alone was worth the embarrassment of getting caught staring. Honestly Fang was too good to him. Always going out of his way to make Sora comfortable. He hadn't cooked himselv a single meal ever since moving in with Fange. He was kinda worried he would at some point completly forget how cooking worked so he often offered to help Fang in the kitchin at home whenever he got the change. Even if it was just cutting something simple as a salat. ------------------- Leon lay stretched out on the blanket beside Asta, absentmindedly gazing up at the night sky. Above them, countless stars shimmered over the dark ocean, their light reflecting faintly across the slow rolling waves. The fire crackled and glowed warmly against the cool evening air, sending sparks drifting upward into the night. His hand rested against Asta’s lower back, gently tracing lazy circles through the fabric of his shirt without conscious thought. For once, Leon allowed himself to simply enjoy the quiet. The steady sound of waves washing onto shore created a calming rhythm in the background, making the entire evening feel strangely peaceful after the chaos of recent years. Beside him, Asta’s warmth was comforting in a way Leon had grown quietly attached to. Somewhere between listening to the fire crackle and the low murmur of everyone’s conversations, Leon had drifted into his own thoughts. They were all exhausted after the long day, and nobody had complained when Fang took over preparing dinner. Even Leon had enough self-awareness to stay away from the cooking. He could cook… technically. At least enough practical meals to survive on. But grilling meat over an open flame was a different story entirely. He never seemed capable of finding the middle ground. Fang properly didn't wanna risk the food ended up burnt black on the outside and still raw enough on the inside to concern anyone with a functioning stomach—especially the humans. Honestly, letting Fang handle dinner was probably the safest option for everyone . Fang placed the cooked food to the side, and called the others over. ["Come eat.."] Sora was pulled from his own little world and turned his head, catching Asta smiling knowingly at him. Sora felt the urge to wipe imaginary drool off from his chin and fought hard not to blush this time. >Get your wits together,< Sora mentally ordered himself. He couldn’t just ignore everyone else. …Although, looking things over, none of them honestly seemed to mind. With how rough things had been between Asta and Leon, they probably wanted some time to themselves too. That thought alone made Sora smirk. As Asta sat down at the table in front of him, Sora caught his eye. He glanced from Asta to Leon and then back again, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively to signal that they looked like they were enjoying themselves as well. Now that he thought about it, it was probably a good thing their rooms were on different floors. He had no interest in hearing whatever sounds might come from their bedroom at night. Maybe Fang had thought of that too—and his hearing was even better than Sora’s. “It looks so good, Fang, like always.” Sora pulled out the chair beside his own for Fang to take a seat. There was mostly meat on the table, but there were also grilled vegetables and store-bought potato salad for variety. Leon opened the cooler and asked everyone what they wanted to drink. Sora chose a cola. There were soft drinks like cola and water, but also beer and wine—both red and white, since Leon hadn’t been sure what to bring. He’d even brought alcohol that could get most supernatural creatures drunk. It contained a non-lethal dose of wolfsbane, just toxic enough to give Fang and Leon the same buzz regular beer gave humans. Leon held out a can to Fang, offering him one. He had already taken one for himself too, because beer and barbecue went perfectly together. Sora had seen that brand of beer in the fridge at home often enough. He himself wasn’t much of a beer person; he preferred cocktails or mixed drinks. Still, he was a little curious about what that particular brand tasted like. “Asta, what would you like?” Leon asked, one hand still inside the cooler. As everyone finally settled around the table and started eating, the atmosphere grew calmer. The sound of quiet conversation mixed with the distant crash of waves from the beach, while the warm glow from the nearby lights and fire gave the evening a relaxed, comfortable feeling. Sora took a few bites of food before realizing something important. He actually had very little idea on what Asta had planned for the week. Up until now, he had mostly just gone along with everything without thinking too hard about it, but knowing at least some of the plans would probably be useful. Especially if he wanted to prepare himself mentally—or maybe even steal a little alone time with Fang somewhere during the trip. Sora glanced across the table toward Asta, leaning back slightly in his chair. “So, Asta…” he started casually, though curiosity was obvious in his voice. “What kind of things have you actually looked into for us to do? It’d be nice to know the rough plans for the week." A faint smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he added teasingly. "You know… so the rest of us can mentally prepare ourselves in advance.” Leon listened in closely too. He knew som but properly not it all. And he too want to know so he could plan around it.

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