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Mizi's attention was again drawn to the other as soon as he returned. He had to clear his throat a bit before replying, seeing as those disobedient vocal chords were continuing to give him trouble. "Yeah," he replied with regards to them meeting back in the living room, his voice oddly threatening to crack, "Sounds like a plan."

Mizi grinned, "I'll see you soon, the-" But the brunette stopped his speech suddenly as the other took off his shirt, a blush reddening his cheeks and eyes widening momentarily at the sight of the exposed smooth chest. He turned his toe back and forth nervously against the foyer floor, oblivious to the squeaking noise it gave. The sight of the other half-naked before him unnerved Mizi, especially after the new change that had occured in their relationship. After two very long moments of what seemed like an awkward silence for Mizi, he turned his head to the side, tearing his eyes away.
"I'll see you, then" he agreed quickly, before taking the hurried steps that he knew would carry him to his room.

Once there, he opened the door and closed it quickly, knowing the other couldn't be too far behind; Slaine's room was just two doors down from his own, was it not?

"Oh, thank God. That was close," he muttered, as he peeled off his own wet clothing and searched for something dryer.

Mizi hung his wet things in the small, single bathroom attached to his bedroom. His teeth made an occasionally chatter as he shivered but the fluffy towel felt warm against his damp skin. He ran it over himself, letting it take away the excess moisture before opening the appropriate drawers and pulling out a dry pair of his favorite pants, form-fitting denim jeans, and a white t-shirt. He loved these jeans; they weren't too tight at the waist and yet they certainly seemed to nicely accent the curve of his rear. After dressing himself, Mizi ran the towel through his hair a few times, glanced in the mirror, and then settled to drape it over his bathroom door before exiting his room.

Following the corridor from the rooms back to the foyer, he picked up bag with the movie from the table and moved to the living room. He wondered what it was about. Slaine seemed to like the movie a lot... However, upon reaching the room, he found Slaine wasn't there yet. "Hmm... maybe he's just taking his time or something," he reasoned with himself. The brunette moved to the DVD player and extracted the movie disk from its box. He placed the disk in the player and bent down to turn on the television.

Fiore smiled and picked up the glass and drank. he looked up "was i....ok?" he asked shyly

It wasn't long before the smell of steaming, buttery popcorn filled the living room and in walked Slaine. One arm held the large bowl of popcorn while over the other draped a very warm-looking blanket. "Oh, there yo-.." he started, but stopped when he saw the older boy bent to turn on the television. Had Mizi purposely chosen those pants to wear while bending over at exactly the moment he walked into the room? It must have been a conspiracy against him. It had to be. Having almost stumbled over his footing, the waiter quickly righted himself and steadied the full bowl in his hand as he finished the sentence in a slur- "yooou are, Mizi. I thought you might have gotten tangled in that mess of wet clothes or something." He shielded his flustered appearance with a crooked smile.

"I waited before getting us anything to drink," he continued, tossing the blanket onto the couch. The popcorn was momentarily set on the coffee table just near them. "I wasn't sure what exactly you wanted. So.. what would you like to drink anyway?" A dead gorgeous boy in tight pants going to sit with him on a couch under the same blanket.. Was he really going to last through the whole movie? He knew the screen wouldn't be the only thing holding his attention tonight.

Slaine grabbed the remote from the table where he had placed the popcorn and tossed it onto the couch for easy reach before taking a couple, possibly hurried steps back toward the kitchen once more. He stopped at the door, however, awaiting Mizi's answer. "Name anything you want. It'll be my pleasure to mix it, pour it, shake it up. Everything's at your disposal."

Fiore blushed "i was ok?" he answered softly

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Fiore smiled and issed Rion's cheek "thank you" he said softly

FIore tucked his head under Rion's chin "i liked it..alot" he said shyly

The ingredients were repeated in Slaine's head before he responded with a nod. "Got it," he assured confidently. "And there's absolutely no reason to thank me. You deserve it." Making a move as if to leave, he grabbed onto the doorframe to take in another eyeful of Mizi before he started on the drink.. but was again greeted with the bent over Mizi. "Ahh!" he squeaked out before turning the corner sharply. Too sharply. He almost come to hit the wall just on the other side, but caught himself at the last moment. A deep, not-so-even sigh was emitted before he scurried off to the kitchen. For some reason, he had a feeling it was going to be a looong night.

Once in the kitchen, Slaine began pulling out the mentioned ingredients. He had tried repeating them to himself, but Mizi kept appearing in his mind more often than a list of items. Now with an array of items setting in front of himself, he began mixing. "Hmm, now let's see," the young waiter mused to himself. "3/4 oz. gin-" and into the glass it went. "Now what was it next..? 2/4.. oz. Cherry-flavored Brandy-" And it was the next to follow into the concoction. "And what was the other thing? It started with a 'V'.. Oh, it must have been Vodka! Of course." And the final 3/4 oz. Vodka was added before it was all mixed together.

Feeling rather confident with his drink mixing skills, Slaine made his way back into the living room. This time making certain his footing was stable if he was again caught unaware of certain beautiful boys. In one hand he held the drink Mizi asked for and a can of coke in his other hand. For once he hadn't been in the mood to drink in secrecy. "Alright, we all set?" he asked handing the drink over to the older boy.