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"Here. You'll enjoy the view more without this sunlight glaring down on us"
A navy case was slipped into Archie's hand. It looked durable— and more importantly, waterproof. All of Archie's effects were bound to end up soaked at some point.
"Heh. Thanks, Maxie" His partner wasn't comfortable with grand gestures of affection; a gift like this was more his style.
"What d'ya think?"
The gold rims contrasted well with his darkened hair, and the aviator style looked effortlessly cool instead of tacky.
Maxie's heated response was all Archie needed, and the ocean view soon became irrelevant to them both.