Evening

A man's house is his fortress, but only from the outside. Inside, it is most often a children's room. K. Luce *** Evening. A simple quiet evening in a simple quiet apartment with a rather quiet history. They moved in less than a month ago, although they had been dating for more than six months. They often shared the same living space, staying overnight at Dave's or Vince's, but only recently, they finally moved into a shared apartment. Kavinsky specifically insisted on buying a separate, new apartment in the very center of the city, laying the foundation for this "new house — a new beginning." Lo didn't argue, he just got wise a couple of times when he saw the guy's meticulousness in choosing stuff for a new home. Thanks to the indescribable observant perseverance, the move and arrangement flew by in a week, and now the couple lived here on all rights and in complete comfort. During a short but intense time together, both learned a lot about each other. Vince learned how easy it is to surprise a childishly funny planeswalker, and Lo-shka once again declared the guy a wizard when today, after the third delay at work in a week, the blond man came home with a magnificent bouquet of daisies, so reverently loved by the commissioner. He wasn't even going to ask how he got them in the middle of January and how he brought them untouched in such a fierce snowstorm, he just kissed them as a sign of gratitude and put the bouquet on the table, in his favorite vase. Such "evening surprises" are not uncommon, but they are not the only details that have been clarified. Apart from all sorts of problems in the kitchen or in the bedroom, as well as with cleaning and other things, both had radically different views on water treatments. The brown—haired man was like a bullet – he did not have time to enter - he immediately left, and moreover he washed himself exclusively with hot water, almost boiling water, why a kind of bathhouse was formed there after him. For the same reason, with the temperature of the water, he constantly closed the door with a latch, which was there. For an auto mechanic, everything is almost exactly the opposite. He could be compared to a fish, and Dave could only guess what he could do in the bathroom for an hour and a half, excusing himself with a simple "wash". Unlike the guy, the blonde had a normal pain threshold, why he took a shower under medium-temperature water and for the same reason did not close the door. There was only him and Lo in the apartment, who could always calmly go to him, take something, and leave, although he mostly preferred to sit on the sofa at this time. What was the point of this long lecture? To the fact that tonight Lololoshka thought that their life was too boring. As always, waiting for a partner in bed, Dave became unbearably bored. Today's surprise from a loved one warmed the soul and heart, but it's not enough for him. Staring at the ceiling and wondering what to do, he suddenly had an almost harmless thought. Almost immediately, the brown-haired man jumped out of bed and headed for the kitchen. Two or three minutes passed, and Lo was already ready. An unsuspecting Vince was quietly spending time in the bathtub, humming an uncomplicated melody under his breath. Everything was calm, as always. Until that second. Trying to act as quickly as possible, the brown-haired man abruptly pulled down the bathroom curtain and doused the guy standing there from head to toe with ice water. – Dave!! - there was a ringing shout. Lo could already hear him through tears, his nose was already stinging from laughter. "Ahahapwha, God, Vince, you should have seen your face," it was already impossible to stop himself. – Well, I'll tell you now... - it was a joke. Almost. After saying this with a half-threat, Kavinsky slammed the door and quickly got out of the shower. After drying himself and putting on his pajamas, he quietly crept out of the bathroom into the bedroom. The brown-haired man was lying on his back on the bed, still chuckling softly and apparently not noticing the guy. Vince slowly walked over to the bed after which... – Gotcha! - practically jumping on the commissioner, the blond man pinned him to the bed and leaned on top of him. – Ahah, Vince! Okay, okay, I admit defeat, get off," a smile played on his face, which weakened a little with the next action. The observer shifted one hand lower, to the unprotected stomach of the opponent, hinting at further events. Of all the things he has learned about his boyfriend during this time, the most useful is that he is literally hysterically ticklish. Luo didn't have time to react before he was attacked. The blond touched all possible places — the stomach, legs, uncovered neck. He himself could only squirm under the weight of the man sitting on him. Uncontrollable tears came to my eyes, instead of confused laughter and shouts with the name of the tormentor, there was just an indistinct lump of sounds. Gathering his last strength, he shouted in desperation: – Vince, that's it, I give up! After playing around for a second, the observer still heard and stopped. He grinned and patted the heavily breathing brown-haired man's hair. – What, you're not going to do that anymore, huh? – Phew, heh, of course not..Ooh... – Well, that's good, and now let's go to sleep, work tomorrow. He lay down next to the guy and, pulling him into his arms, kissed him on the forehead. – Good night, cat. – Sweet dreams, sunshine. So they fell asleep like two furry cats. As is probably understandable, life does not teach Lo anything, so there were countless more evenings like this. But that's what a house is for, and a house to live and laugh at.