Work Text:
Amari was spending the night at Hobi's place to pitch the idea of a self-care date for both of them. Amari looked through her luggage to see if she had any cleanser, face mask, serum, and moisturizer. She giggled to herself and went back to hobi, who was sitting on the sofa playing his guitar. "Okay, I got everything. We can start now," Amari said to hobi. Amari started by wetting hobi's face with water, then she squeezed a small amount of cleanser from the bottle and massaged the cleanser into his skin. Focused on her task, Amari didn't notice hobi looking at her. After massaging the cleanser, she brought out a towel and dipped it into a bowl of water to wipe his face in every corner and curve. She put the wet towel back in the bowl of water and set it aside on the table. Amari then grabbed the face mask, opened it, and looked at hobi. "Smell it. It has a mango strawberry scent, very faint, but you can probably still smell it," she said. Hobi leaned towards Amari, sniffed the mango strawberry face mask, and looked at her, saying, "Smells good." Amari got flustered and quickly opened the face mask, applying it to hobi's face. She took a step back and admired her work from the sofa. "Alright, the mask should stay on for at least 10-20 minutes so we can chill for sure," Amari replied to hobi with a smile. Amari and hobi spent the whole 10-20 minutes talking to each other about life and duties, cracking a few jokes, and playfully arguing. "You can take it off now. I'm gonna get the serum," Amari told hobi. He took the mask off and waited until Amari came back with the serum. She threw the mask away in the bin and then straddled Hobi's lap, focusing on massaging the serum into his face. A few minutes went by until Amari noticed him looking at her. "Hi," Amari nervously laughed. "Hi," hobi replied to Amari. "What are you thinking?" Amari responded, "Thinking about how amazing you are and how lucky I am to have you." Hobi continued looking into her eyes, causing Amari to feel flustered and unable to say anything. She kept massaging her partner's face until she said barely audible reply, "Pourquoi ne m'embrassez vous pas au lieu de regarder?" Amari said in French to her surprise he understood Amari's heart skipped a beat. "I will," she heard Hobi's request before she could say anything his lips met her's in a passionate and exhilarating kiss. Amari felt like she was on cloud nine as a pair of hands roamed her back. She whimpered into the kiss as Hobi gently laid her back on the sofa to create a more comfortable position. They broke the kiss, and Amari looked at him for a hot minute before looking away. Then she heard his question, "May I kiss you again?" Still looking away, Amari responded, "Yes, always hope." He kissed her again, this time with even more passion and slowness. But before they could continue, Amari's tech assistant appeared. "Hey mari, I come-- Oh, sorry to bother you guys. I didn't know you were having a moment," Renia said after the random appearance, interrupting their kiss. Hobi chuckled a bit and said, "I think Renia cockblocked you." Amari, already flustered from the interruption, felt embarrassed and replied, "That's not funny, hobi."