Chapter 333

Satisfied, a smile spread across his face as he stared at the ceiling. Fuck, life was good. Really good. Maybe once all this nonsense with Haruto finally dies down, he and Ryu should go somewhere.

France sounded nice. He would love to see the Eiffel Tower and eat baguettes. Or maybe Greece? Actually, no. An island would be better. He smiled to himself. Yep. Definitely an island.

Just him, Ryu, the trees, the sand, and the ocean. How wonderful it would be. 

He was halfway through planning an imaginary vacation when the mattress dipped beside him.

Ryu returned and reached for Aito's left hand. Still distracted by thoughts of beaches, sunshine, and almost drooling at the imagination of Ryu in swimming trunks, his perfectly sculptured abs on display for him alone to see, Aito let him. 

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