Mix stood up, feeling embarrassed and flustered by the sudden intimacy, he hastily made up an excuse about needing to wash the dishes. However, before he could make his escape, Earth reached out and gently grabbed Mix's hand, stopping him in his tracks.
"Let's wash together," Earth suggested, his voice gentle yet firm.
Mix's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at Earth's insistence. "But sir... it's just a plate," he protested weakly, his heart pounding in his chest.
Ignoring Mix's protests, Earth leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Mix's lips, causing Mix to immediately blush even deeper. His mind raced as he struggled to find the right words to respond.
"What did you call me?" Earth whispered, his voice filled with warmth and anticipation.
Mix's heart raced as he responded in a hushed tone. "Earth," he murmured, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
Walking to the sink, Earth gently guided Mix to stand in front of him, enveloping him in his embrace as he stood behind him. Mix could feel Earth's warmth radiating against his back, his arms wrapping around Mix's waist in a comforting embrace.
Their fingers intertwined as Earth guided Mix's hands towards the sponge, their touch sending a jolt of electricity through Mix's body. Together, they began to scrub the bowl clean, the rhythmic motion of their hands creating a sense of intimacy between them.
As they washed the dishes together, Earth couldn't resist stealing occasional glances at Mix, his heart swelling with affection with each passing moment. Whenever the opportunity presented itself, he would lean down and press a soft kiss to Mix's cheek, relishing in the warmth of their closeness.
With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Earth leaned in closer to Mix, his voice dropping to a low, melodious whisper.
"Are you a magician, Mix?" Earth asked, his tone filled with playful anticipation.
Mix looked up at Earth, confusion evident in his eyes. "A magician? Why do you ask?"
"Because every time I look into your eyes, I'm spellbound," Earth replied with a cheesy grin, his expression playful yet sincere.
Mix couldn't help but giggle at Earth's cheesy line, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Earth, you're such a cheesy lawyer," he teased, unable to suppress his laughter.
Earth chuckled in response, his heart swelling with affection for the person standing before him. "Guilty as charged," he admitted with a wink, his gaze never wavering from Mix's as they shared a moment of light-hearted banter.
They sat together in Mix's living room later in the evening, the atmosphere was tinged with a sense of nervous anticipation. Mix hesitated, voicing his apprehensions to Earth.
"Earth, can we not do this?" Mix's voice wavered with uncertainty, his eyes betraying his fear.
"My love, just trust me," Earth replied reassuringly, his hand reaching out to gently caress Mix's cheek.
"But I'm scared," Mix admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Then just hug me tightly if you're scared," Earth suggested, pulling Mix closer into his embrace.
Mix hesitated, feeling unprepared for what was to come. "I'm not ready yet," he confessed, his heart racing with anxiety.
"Don't worry, we'll take it slowly," Earth promised, his tone gentle and soothing as he tried to calm Mix's nerves.
With a determined expression, Earth reached for the remote, browsing through the various horror film categories on Netflix. After a moment, he stopped on the title "Annabelle."
Mix's eyes widened in fear at the sight of the eerie doll on the screen. "No, not this one. The doll... it looks scary," he protested, his voice trembling with fear.
Undeterred, Earth wrapped his arm around Mix's waist and drew him close, offering him comfort and reassurance. "My love, to conquer our fear is to face it," he whispered, his words filled with conviction.
Feeling a surge of gratitude for Earth's support, Mix grabbed a nearby pillow and snuggled closer to his chest, seeking solace in his warm embrace. As the movie began to play, Mix buried his face in Earth's chest, finding comfort in the safety of his arms.
