Darkiplier x Antisepticeye (Contains Smut)

31.

Dark remained asleep in the same position, not moving a little. But his breaths and his body language, and his face, showed nothing but comfort and happiness. He woke up probably just a few few minutes after Anti's wait, his eyes blinking rapidly as he took a deep breath. The pain was definitely gone. But his spine and head still felt fuzzy, as if he was receiving a gentle massage. He looked up at Anti, smiling softly, still sleepy but recharged. "Good evening," he mumbled, his finger slowly playing with Anti's hairs on the back of his head, and fingers from other hand on his waist. He glanced out the window, and the evening was glowing orange and a little bit of pink, that he knew was one of the best things in this city. An evening walk in the narrow beach, watching the sky fade from warm colors of orange and pink to cooler colors like purple and blue, then black, with more stars than they could ever see from back home.

Anti smiled at him, kissing his head. "Good evening, Beau," he murmured, ignoring the view outside in favour of admiring Dark's face. "How do you feel?" He reached down to just rub at his thigh. He kissed his cheek and nuzzled into his neck, enjoying his warmth. "And what would you like to do on this gorgeous evening?" He asked softly, closing his eyes and breathing softly.

Dark closed his eyes as he felt the kiss, then looked back at Anti with a soft but wide grin. His arms were still wrapped around Anti, still holding him close. And the warmth was pleasant, because the temperature and room around felt way too cold. "Mm, I don't know... Look outside, do you wanna go for a walk at the beach, and have some Philipino food? Either at a restaurant or the street food?" he asked lowly, pushing the hairs out of Anti's face.

Anti nodded, happily cuddled into him. Part of his mind wanted to get up and go, have fun with his lover, the other part though loved this, this soft quiet feeling of comfort and security. "Street food and a walk sounds lovely, darling," he murmured, kissing his cheek again before he sat up, stretching and pulling the blanket down off them. He got up, ignoring his nudity as he walked to a drawer and grabbed boxers, throwing them on.

Dark looked at ceiling as he stretched, shivering at the cold air around him, that his body adjusted to in no time. He sat up, chuckling. He opened his suitcase, pulling out a boxer and a short-sleeved t-shirt with shorts. "Think we should at least shower first?" he giggled, looking at Anti. He went into the bathroom, and picked the used boxers up, keeping them in the laundry bad. When he said he wouldn't do laundry here, he meant it.

Anti chuckled, nodding and slipping the boxers off. "Probably, actually," he murmured, stepping in after his lover and slowly undid his bralette, placing it on the counter. He felt...oddly naked without it on, almost instinctively covering his chest and looking down, a red flush to his face. He couldn't even look up, his strange instincts telling him to hide himself, when he had nothing to hide. And especially after what they just did, it seemed...crazy for him to think like this, but he squeaked out an explanation nonetheless. "It's...weird...I feel like I have to cover myself? I don't know...." he mumbled.

Dark had started to fill the water in the tub, checking the temperature before plugging the drain block to fill it up. He poured in some bubble gel, no one would let go of a free bubble bath. He turned around at the squeal, smiling faintly as he listened to Anti. He chuckled lightly, and walked to him, embracing him as he kissed his his lover's cheek and his hands gently resting on Anti's shoulders. He didn't say a thing, he just softly and reassuringly hugged Anti. "it's fine" he whispered, "do whatever you want, it's upto you, beau" he added. He was distracted by a beep. He turned around swiftly with furrowed brows, the faucet turned itself off when the tub was filled with bubbles and water. He picked Anti up like a bride, groaning silently. He snickered, stepping into the water. It was just perfect, cozy and comfortably warm. He lowered himself, gently sitting Anti in front of himself. He pushed some foam and bubbled towards Anti, if he wanted to cover himself.