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Kai opened his eyes, blinking at a slightly covered window. Small streaks of light seeped through the part in the curtains. The light was soft, and not quite golden which told him it was dawn, but the sun is yet to rise completely.
Sighing softly, Kai snuggled back down into Miguel's naked chest. A feeling of contentment embracing him. He opened his eyes again to gaze at the silver band on his finger. The small blue stone glisten in the light.
A warm smile made it's way to his lips as he recalled the memories of last night. After Miguel slipped the ring on his finger, they both left the restaurant and slowly made they way back to their little personal cabin, just off the beach. The trip took longer than usual as the two of them couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Fighting back a blush, Kai pressed himself against Miguel's body. Miguel's warm, naked body.
That night they made love, but it was a little different than the other times they've made love. Don't get him wrong, all the other times they made love was simply amazing, but last night, it seemed, dunno, more sensual?
They made slow, sensual love. Each caress deliberate and gentle. Each kiss would turn legs to jelly. Each movement strong, but gentle. Their bodies seemed to merge, mold against each others. No skin was left untouched, as lips and fingers danced over the other.
Kai removed his attention from the ring and gazed lovingly at Miguel. He had his arm wrapped securely around his waist, his head rolled to the side, his lips parted as he breathed softly.
Slowly, Kai lifted his hand the ran the fingers through the gold strands of his hair. His hair reminded him of the way the sun was caught in the blue water of the ocean, creating a fleeting moment of liquid gold.
Suddenly it hit him. Slowly, Kai crept out of bed, mindful not to wake Miguel, slipped on a pair of shorts to cover his nakedness and silently made his way over to his bag.
He pulled out a sketch book and a lead pencil. He then slowly opened the blinds, letting the light on the rising sun in. He turned to the bed and noticed that the morning rays fell perfectly over Miguel's sleeping form.
Softly and slowly, Kai sat cross legged on the bed, turn his attention to Miguel and the way the light fell over him. He then began to draw. He moved the pencil quickly over the paper, each stroke of the pencil was spot on, not once did he need the eraser.
He drew what he saw, what he imagined and what he would like. He was drawing on impulse and was happy with the way the pictures were coming out. Sure some of them weren't perfect, but that doesn't matter, they were still beautiful.
The pictures he loved the most was ones with Miguel as main subject. He was a very beautiful person.
He had lost count on how many pictures he had drawn when he felt the bed shift. He looked down at Miguel, smiling when he watched his boyfriend, no, sorry, fiancé sit up, the bed sheets still covering him. Miguel smiled tenderly at him and then let his eyes roam over the pictures that Kai had spread over the bed.
"Finally freed yourself of artist block, then?"
Kai said nothing as he moved back into Miguel's arms. He sat on his lap as Miguel went through the pictures, his eyebrow reaching his hairline each time he came across a portrait of himself.
Kai picked up the one where Miguel was sleeping and the sun's rays fell over him gently. "This one's my favorite," he said, as he snuggled up against Miguel. "Still, it doesn't even compete with the real thing."
As soon as Kai had finished that sentence he was pulled into a deep, passionate kiss. One of which he gladly returned.
They stayed locked in this embrace, relishing in the feeling of one another.
Kai, still in Miguel's embrace, picked up his sketch book and began to draw once again, but this time with Miguel resting his chin on his shoulder, distracting Kai ever now and again. Either by kissing his neck or by nibbling on his ear, which would make him laugh softly.
Finally, Kai put the sketch book down and snuggled further in Miguel's arms. He lifted up his hand and gazed at the ring like he had when he first woke up. The ring fitted perfectly on his long, lithe finger.
"This holiday has been perfect," Kai said. "It's a shame that it has to end."
"It's all right," Miguel replied softly, kissing him gently. "We'll just have to come back for the honeymoon."
"Or before. After all, I still need to learn how to sleep in while on holidays, don't I?" Kai teased. "Heaven knows how long that will take."
"Take as long as you need."
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Yay, I've finished! This fic had very little point, but I tried to make it as fluffy as I could.
Miguel: (sulking)
…what?
Kai: You skipped the god bit.
(Sighs) Fine. I'll do another fic with a lemon in it, ok?
Miguel + Kai: Yep!
-.- Men.
Read and review, please.