"We should have brought umbrellas, Archie."
Tintin looked up at the grey sky. The wind whipped their clothes and hair.
"Don´t worry mon chér. Yesterday was like that and it didn´t rain."
"Weather is unpredictable, you know."
"Blistering Barnacles! Don´t tell me my little adventurer is fearing a little bit of rain!" Haddock petted the young man´s hair.
Tintin laughed.
"I just don´t want us to catch a cold."
They approached a restaurant.
"We can give a rest to old good Nestor and eat a warm meal here. What do you think, mon chér?."
"Sounds good."
They were the first costumers in the establishment and chose a table in the corner. They ordered the meals. When the waitress walked away Haddock captured Tintin´s lips in a kiss.
Tintin was caught by surprise. He broke the kiss.
"A…Archie! We´re in a restaurant!" he whispered.
"Sshh just relax, nobody´s here."
Haddock caressed the pink soft cheek with his large and calloused hand, kissing him softly. The youth moaned and closed his eyes, feeling the rough beard tickle his lip. The anxiety of someone seeing them was replaced by pleasure and adrenaline. In fact, that was what really made the situation so exciting…
They broke the kiss, a shade of pink colouring Tintin´s cheeks. No matter how many times they kissed, he always felt flustered. The Captain rested his forehead against Tintin´s and grabbed one hand.
"Damn, lad, we didn´t kiss since we left Moulinsart." he whispered.
The youth smiled and kissed him.
"Oh…now you want it".
"I´m in need just like you." Tintin grinned.
Haddock approached more his face to Tintin´s, his hand sliding down to his neck.
"Thundering Typhoons Tintin…just wait until we´re back home. Then I´ll take better care of you."
"Hum…gentlemen?"
The waitress was next to their table, with the orders. Though they aren´t kissing that time, the girl was no fool. Her face was flustered.
"Oh, here is the food." They let her put the trays and the wine on the table.
"I wish you a good dinner, gentlemen."
They thanked her, smiling mischievously to each other when she walked away, and began to eat.
The night has fallen and the restaurant soon began to fill with more costumers.
"Look, I was right"
Tintin pointed. Rain drops knocked on the window.