The duo got up early and placed their bags in the back of the Mercedes before saying their goodbyes and heading out. They both reminded each other to pack their passports and hid their weapons by sewing the cases into their demonic garb. On the car ride over, the bluenette explained the differences between flying out of the country and taking a ferry, which is how they will be operating that day.
Security was a non-issue, and the duo were able to board the ferry just like any ordinary person. It was a bizarre feeling for the both of them. It led them both to wonder if there was a possibility of something going wrong. They parked the car and begrudgingly decided to get out and look around the ship, still feeling a tad uneasy about leaving their belongings behind. Surely there was a way to insure that security would stay out, but that would be the locks on the doors. Security was unlikely to tamper with an expensive-looking car like theirs in the first place, but the duo, being used to doing things by means of questionable legality, were still uneasy.
"Well, it's still pretty neat to be on a boat without having to assassinate anybody." Alois said as they approached the top deck, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the rays of sunlight that assailed them. "I've never really gotten to look out on one before."
"It's nice, isn't it?" asked the smiling Watchdog as he followed his beau. "Enjoy it while you can. It won't be that long until we get to the other side."
Almost immediately, the blonde rushed to the side of the boat, looking over the railing and admiring the sea. He placed his hands on the rail and leaned over, occasionally pulling back so he could swipe his wind-blown hair out of his face. Despite the irritation of having his hair tickle his nose, the blonde wore a wide grin as he was finally able to slow down and not have to worry about combat while enjoying the view.
"Ciel! Look!" instructed the menace as he looked out. "Everything's so blue what the fuck?! This really isn't England!"
"Yeah, there's actually sun in some places." Chuckled Ciel, walking up to the other man.
When Alois turned to face him, he blushed a bit at how happy his love seemed. The bluenette was unable to resist that grin, and wrapped an arm around the menace's back, pulling him close as he stood beside him. Placing a smiling peck on the other man's cheek, Ciel simply stood, enjoying the sound of his husband giggling and the sight of the man and the sea.
"Ciel~!" whined the fair-haired demon. "People can see~!"
"I don't mind it. Do you?"
"Not really, but usually you're shy about this stuff, aren't you?"
"I couldn't care less at the moment." Ciel informed, kissing the menace's forehead. "I've been having these urges to dote on you whenever you do something especially cute, and not acting on them is painful."
"But I didn't really do anything?" giggled Alois, leaning into his partner regardless. "I was just standing here."
"And you looked cute doing it." The Watchdog replied. "Sometimes, you just do things in just the right way in just the right moment for me to just be overcome with this feeling. Even if it's something that no one else can really see."
Blushing, the menace leaned his head against his love's shoulder, putting his arm around the other man as well. Both of them looked out at the water with grins on their faces, merely enjoying the moment. Taking in a deep breath, Alois let out a sigh.
"Well, had I known that, I would have quit trying to hold myself back sooner as well." He answered, prompting his spouse's attention. "You're really cute, too, and sometimes, I just want to hug you and let you know that."
"Honeymoons are for being mushy, so by all means, feel free." The Watchdog said. "Just be sure to keep things family-friendly while in public."
"No snogging?"
"No snogging."
"Fiiiinnee…" answered Alois with a pout. "Then I guess I'll just have to be patient…"
Looking up at the other man, he raised his eyebrows at the gentle grin that the Watchdog was wearing on his face. Ciel looked happy, but that wasn't what stopped the menace dead in his tracks. It was the way that Ciel looked at him with that gaze of his that was ordinarily colder than ice, but was now warm with the love he had for the blonde as he held him close. Alois was treated by the Watchdog as though he were the most precious thing in the world. This is how Ciel always treated him, and he only treated him with greater familiarity as time went on.
Despite everything that they have done, despite everything that they have endured, they are here, and they are happy. The past few weeks were almost surreal to the duo, as it was as close to the golden standard of normalcy that they could possibly get, and it was about to get even worse. When one's life has been shaped by combat, conflict, and violence, such a drastic change was almost off-putting, despite the fact that it was welcomed. In fact, Alois loved it, and he loved sharing it with the Watchdog.
"Can I at least kiss you?" asked the blonde. "Not snog, but just a kiss? I really need it."
"You don't even have to ask." Ciel replied, allowing his eye to close as his beau pressed their lips together. Both of his arms wrapped around the other man as Alois squeezed him around his middle. Keeping true to his word, however, he soon pulled away.
"We are going to have a good trip." He said with a grin.
"Mm-hm! I can't wait!" Alois answered, resting his head on the other man's shoulder. He suddenly raised it, however, as a dark blush appeared on his face. Following his gaze, the Watchdog's face changed into a similar hue as it occurred to the duo that they were in fact being watched.
"Oh, to be young..." Smiled the old woman who the demons had locked eyes with as she stepped out onto the deck.
