Frost and Fire (+18) ✔️

28 | first date

I can't believe he took me to the shooting range. But then, knowing Levi, it's not so surprising. He likes shooting, archery, darts... practically everything that has to do with aim. He likes many things. He is such a complex person. He's unique. Different and I love him.

I suck at shooting. Even after a million pointers from Levi, as close as I got to the bull's eye was that the bullet entered the chart and didn't get lost in the Atlantic.

Levi being perfect at everything, he has the perfect aim. I watched him as he got another perfect shot in with the rifle. Those tattoos visible through the thin material of his dress shirt as he held up the rifle looking hot as ever.

"Your turn, Cielito," He turns to me and checks my headset if it's in the place.

"Cielito? What does that mean?" I asked

"It means little sky," he smiled as he pressed his lips to mine, "You are my sky,"

I knew what he meant. He told me about sky before. Sky is infinite. It never ends. Stars never end. Sky is forever. I'm his forever, infinite, sky.

He can be so sweet and cheesy sometimes that it feels unreal.

"Come on, one last shot and we will hit the road," He said handing me the rifle.

"Levi, I can't aim to save my life," I laughed

"You will hit the bulls eye, Cielo," he said as he wrapped his arms around me and brought me in front of the target.

From behind, he places his hands on mine on the rifle and aimed at the red dot. His breath fanning in my neck, as he whispered, "Right in middle, baby,"

And he pressed my finger pulling the trigger.

And as he said, right in the middle.

We hit the bull's eye.

"Wow," I whispered

*

It took only two hours for us to arrive our destination. Cape May. Only Levi would think it would be a good idea to come to Cape May in winter. But it's beautiful. The small county is very beautiful even in the winter.

Levi drove us to this beautiful family house at the bay of the sea with a private beach with a big ass backyard. He had already given heads up to the housekeeper to start the heating and supply it with groceries.

"You tired?" I rubbed Levi's shoulder blades as he flopped on the couch on his stomach after dumping our bags in the living room.

"Hmm," he groaned, "Your hands are magic, mi Ciela,"

I chuckled softly and continue massaging his back through his dress shirt. "Archer beat your ass this morning? Or was it Mommy dearest?"

I knew he worked out with his family every morning. And on good days, like today, his mom or dad would spar with him. And Levi being Levi, even after a hardcore sparring match, he'd do his usual workout routine. Which, as we can see, is an overwork to his body and muscles.

And driving for two hours straight only drained him. Damn him. He usually isn't like this, so my guess is driving did a number on him.

"It was mom," he grumbled

"Remind me not to agree on a sparring match with her," I said laughing lightly. I bend down and kissed his head, "I'll fix something to eat for us, okay?"

He just hummed in response and stayed like that with his eyes closed. Even like this, this guy didn't cease to take my breath away. I don't think I will ever be going to get used to him. Not tomorrow, not a year after and neither five years later.