*Afterdeath* [BE MINE]

Chapter 15: Because of the wine

As they approached they realized that their room is almost on the top floor. Their number was on a large white door. On the other hand, the others were normal brown doors.

Geno: -nervous- I hope it's not too. . . ''romantic''.

Reaper opened the door and let Geno in first. He entered and saw a large room. Both entered further, closing the door with the key. It had a bathroom, a small fridge and sweets on the shelf that they had to pay later, if they ate them.

Geno: Re-Reaper. . . The room is very big. Don't you think it's a lot for both of us?

Reaper: Yep, although you must admit that this ''room'' is very nice.

Geno: You're right. . . Well, I'll explore a little.

Reaper: Alright~. I'm going to take a bath, that coffee is still in me. . . so you can eat something if you want.

Geno: Thanks Reaper, but I'm not very hungry. I'm just going to sleep soon.

The taller smiled, nodded and went to the bathroom, while his lover was browsing around. The smaller explored the whole place, the cooler, the dining room and other things worthy of a 3 star hotel. When he finished looking at everything, he realized that there was one more room he needed to check out: the bedroom.

When he arrived at the mentioned place, he let out a small cry of horror, covering his mouth. The room had a romantic theme. The bed was very big and could fit 4 people there perfectly. Around the bed were transparent curtains and the blankets had soft cloth in a pink tone. Geno was extremely flushed. He was very embarrassed with the simple idea that he would have to sleep there with Reaper. He decided to stop thinking about the subject.

He analysed the bedroom in more detail and saw that there was a large window with a wonderful view of the city. The light was off and he didn't want to turn it on, because the lights of the city were enough for him. He thought it was a beautiful place. He took a chair from a small desk, put it in front of the window and sat down to look at the buildings and illuminated roads.

He sat there a few minutes while thinking about Reaper and the great day he had spent in his company. He decided to think about how the day had started. The extravagant breakfast, the coffe accident and. . .

The wine.

Geno remembered the wine in the plastic cup. He wasn't hungry but he was thirsty, so he took the cup out of the bag. It was incredible that it wasn't spilled. Only a few drops escaped and stained the inside of Reaper's shoulder bag a bit but it wasn't so bad. The bandolier was tight enough to press the cup, so it wouldn't tilt.

He analysed the substance. It looked really good in the darkness.

He took the lid off and without hesitation he took a sip and looked at it. The wine tasted strange. It had a slight artificial taste but it didn't bother him. He hadn't tasted alcohol in many years, so he supposed it was normal in that kind of drink.