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Uki insisted on cooking them Bolognese for dinner, and easily took over Fulgur’s kitchen like he owned the place. The rest of Noctyx asked to help out but Uki was having none of it and shooed them all to the living room where they had been all been hanging out earlier, watching movies and randomly talking
“Are you sure, Ukiki?” Fulgur asked, not wanting to make Uki do all the work when he was supposed to be the guest
Uki just smiled fondly “I’m sure, Fuufuuchan. I’ve been wanting to do this ages ago” he watched as Fulgur agreed, though he still looked a bit uncertain about making him cook alone. Seeing that, Uki decided to call him back “Although, I could use some help with the cutting and preparations…” he looked at his man
Fulgur was instantly right next to him “Say no more, Ukiki. Your cutting wish is my command” he grinned, and with that, they occupied the kitchen to cook dinner.
That left Sonny and Alban hanging out on the couch.
“Aww, Mom and Dad are going to cook us dinner” Alban mused, smiling. He was happy for Fulgur though, he had waited for so long for this moment…they all did. “Wanna bet they’re going to take a long while to cook that bolognayze?”
Sonny chuckled, casting a glance towards the kitchen hallway “Oh, definitely” they both laughed, looking forward to how they can tease the two later on.
They fell into comfortable silence after that. Fulgur had set up the living room nicely for their visit, his big couch could easily hold two people snugly. Sonny and Alban volunteered to take the couch, so Uki would take the spare one in the cyborg’s room.
Both men settled under the blanket Fuuchan lent them, content with the warmth and each other’s company. Sonny kept himself busy with his phone, checking the fans’ reactions to their tweeting from each other’s devices. They were hilarious, really, and the blond himself was delighted he got to tweet as Alban.
Speaking of Alban, Sonny was so damn close to him right now, he could practically smell the brunet. He smelled so good. He had to hold himself from sniffing him so loudly since they were in another person’s house.
Alban, meanwhile, didn’t really care that they weren’t home right now. The mischievous imp inside him popped up suddenly and before he had time to think, he was leaning even closer to Sonny, particularly, his neck, his breath touching the white skin of the taller man.
His eyes didn’t miss the way Sonny shuddered, making him giggle. “Alban what are you–?” He warned, but with no actual threat. “Nngh!” Blue violet eyes widened when he felt the sudden pain, instantly replaced by the sensation of something else— it took him several seconds to realize Alban bit him—playfully—on the neck then sucked his skin, where an obvious hickey now forming “You–” he was momentarily at a loss for words.
Alban grinned, staring at his handiwork “There, now they won’t be the only ones who had fun” because he didn’t really think about it, he actually meant for it to end there, but the rumble from Sonny caught him
“You were the only one who had fun, Alban” the blond pointed out, his voice was even, but Alban knew that tone…and knew he was in danger
“Uhm…”
“So you won’t mind if I have some fun too, right?” Sonny was an overall conservative man, but if his partner was teasing him like this, there was no damn way he was going to take it lying down.
“Sonny, wait— mmph” was all Alban could say before Sonny also went for his neck, biting and sucking a little more forcefully—as if asserting his dominance over the younger male.
Fuck. Alban mewled, his knees buckling under the sheets. He was too weak against Sonny; it wasn't fair.
He pouted as if to complain, but the blond silenced him with a peck on the lips, and then bit his neck some more.
“S-Sonny-!” More hickeys appeared on Alban’s neck. Red, distinct markings that showed the world just who Alban belongs too. His nails dug into Sonny’s shoulder, trying to stop his moans.
By the time the blond settled down, his neck was full of red, and they were both breathless.
Alban huffed as Sonny beamed at the state of his younger lover “That’s better”
“You’re unbelievable”
“Hey, I wasn’t the one who started being so adorable all of the sudden”
The brunet rolled his eyes, before shaking his head “Oh man, those two are never going to live this down” he gestured at their quite-so-obvious marks
Sonny merely shrugged “Unless we feign falling asleep early?” He suggested
“You think that’ll work?”
“Better than the…’there are mosquitoes in the house’ excuse, don't you think?”
Alban had no comebacks to that one, so they indeed dove into the covers to pretend to fall asleep.
In the kitchen, Fulgur shook his head humorlessly as he handed Uki the onions he had been cutting.
“Oh good, I think they’re finally done” he mused, with Uki chuckling beside him “So shameless, those two”
The violet haired male looked at him pointedly “Aren’t you the same?” His eyes darted to the man’s hands now around his waist as Uki worked, nose at his nape, kissing it softly.
“I suppose that’s true…but Ukiki” he said, smiling and leaning forward to catch Uki’s lips “More than those two, this is way more overdue”
Uki hummed his agreement, eagerly meeting him midway.
Despite everything, the bolognese came out perfectly, as expected of Uki, and decided they had to twist the story a little if they ever tell
the fans.
After all, they had a few more days to spend together.