The police had emptied out the room down the hall, gathering evidence and removing the body before it began to smell and rot further. Despite Bretodeau's suspicions, the police had gathered that the demons were clean, irritating the man immensely. Since they were free to go, they did, and they left the lodge in order to head back to the ferry that dropped them off. It was odd going somewhere without firing a single bullet, but the Phantomhives enjoyed the change of pace immensely.
It was all about to come to an end, however. The demonic duo traveled along, making stops at various tourist traps, where Alois added onto his ever-growing hoard of souvenirs while his spouse pondered as to what exactly the blonde was going to do with them. Yet, the bluenette couldn't find it in him to deny the menace.
"They're for everybody." Alois explained as he hopped back into the car and shut the door. His beau followed soon after and buckled his seatbelt. "Luka, Revy, Lizzie, and the lads..." he listed off. "Mister Bailey, the police chief in Gehenna… You can give something completely useless to Integra to annoy her, if you want."
"You've certainly got everyone covered, don't you?" chuckled the bluenette. "Have you been sending Luka pictures, still?"
"Yep. He sent me back a picture of all of them getting ice cream." The menace grinned, starting the car. "And of course he got some on himself."
"I keep telling him he should get a cup and not a cone."
"But he wants to eat it like everyone else. Can't blame him for that."
"Tell that to Sebastian. He has found so many things in Luka's pants pockets. Some of them are sticky."
"Gummy bears?"
"Gummy bears."
They went on for hours like that. They talked about this, that, the other, and nothing at all as they travelled onward on their trip back home. Occasionally, they would stop to look at things and stretch their legs, only to start up again. Eventually, however, night fell and it was time to start looking for a hotel.
Now they realised that they should have planned ahead for this. Unfortunately, one can only forsee so much. The car's headlights stared down the stretch of road, illuminating the pathway for the blonde to drive down while they searched. Nothing. There was nothing in sight.
"The GPS says it'll be a few more hours until the next hotel." The bluenette said from the passenger seat, his face lit by the soft glow of his phone. "It's gonna be a long night…"
Alois groaned, slouching in his seat. "I don't think I can stand driving much longer. My attention span is going dead."
"We could pull over and rest for a bit." The bluenette suggested. "Just find a place to park."
"We could just sleep in the car for the night." Replied Alois, scanning for a decent spot.
"Sounds alright." Ciel answered, much to the surprise of his beau. In truth, Alois hadn't thought that Ciel would seriously consider it.
"That'w what we're going to do, then?"
"Why not? It could be fun."
"Do you hear yourself talking?" questioned the blonde. "Has exhaustion started to get to you?"
"Are you suggesting that I am incapable of sleeping in the car?"
"No, I'm suggesting that it's odd for you to suggest something like that. Mister Five-star, sleeping in his car for a night! What's next? Are you going to grow chest hair, move to Canada, and become a lumberjack?"
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Ciel jested, looking over to the other man and earning a giggle from the other.
"You're attractive when you're macho." Answered Alois. "You're cute when you're a total geek, too, though."
"How's that?"
"I dunno, it's just nice that you come home after catching murderers and assassinating people, and wear a sweatervest."
"Is there something wrong with sweatervests?"
"Nah, I like them." The menace stated, continuing on their route. Ciel directed him with his GPS, leading him to a campsite, in order to park their car. It lulled to a stop and the blonde turned it off before turning to his beau. A grin formed on his face as he looked to the other as his features were still illuminated by the glow of his cell phone.
"Sure you want to do this?" Alois questioned. "Still not too late to start looking again."
"Jim, you know it's way too late for that."
"Just wondering if you're still okay with it."
"I'm perfectly fine." Ciel informed. "We're just going to go to sleep, aren't we?"
"Yeah… I guess you're right about that." His husband replied, reaching over to unbuckle his seatbelt. When he looked up again, the Watchdog was still looking at him, taking in his shape in the dark.
"Unless there's something else you want to do, that is." Ciel added. The man had taken of his eyepatch off, closing his eye so that the glow of his contract didn't shine through. Pausing, the blonde scanned his lover's face.
"Well, for starters, you could look at me."
"I am. I can't see with my other eye, remember?"
"That's not what I meant. I like to see all of your face when we're alone." Alois said, reaching across the car in order to cup the bluenette's cheek.
"Is it really that special?" asked his spouse.
"It's… almost like seeing you in your natural state." the blonde tried to explain. "Not everybody gets to see that, you know?"
"So you like it when I'm snooty and when I'm disheveled?"
"Always." Alois said, his eyes glancing off to the side. "Want to jump in the backseat? To sleep, that is."
"Certainly. It's hard to sleep when we're not together." Ciel said as he opened the door of the vehicle. He then switched to the backseat and shut the door behind him, locking it.
"I mean, if stuff happens, it does, but whatever." Alois said, crawling in to the backseat with him. Awkwardly, they shuffled about, trying to get situated. Fortunately, the space was decently-sized, or else this would have been much more difficult. Ciel laid down, chuckling as his beau fumbled, eventually settling for laying on top of him with his head against the bluenette's chest.
"It's happened before." The Watchdog stated, wrapping his arms around the other man's waist. "I wouldn't be opposed this time, either."
"Could be clumsy."
"That's the fun of being in the car, isn't it?"
Alois laughed, propping himself up to grab a jacket from the front and using it as a blanket for them both. "If that's what you're into. Not exactly romantic, though, is it?"
"It could be." Ciel replied. "Open the sunroof."
"What for?"
"Just do it and see."
Rolling his eyes, the blonde sat up, straddling his spouse for a moment before leaning over to reach for the front seat. As a demon, his eyes could see the button he was reaching for, and somehow, he managed to press it. The humming noise of the sunroof cover opening startled him, causing him to jump, but then, once he was back in the backseat with his love, managing to squeeze in so that he was lying on his side between the man and the back of the seat, he was able to look up.
"Stars." He said breathlessly, looking up with his husband. Ciel pulled the coat up further so that it was covering them better.
"Mm-hm." He hummed. "Not the same as a hotel, but this has its perks."
"It's beautiful."
"You have that in common." The Watchdog answered, causing the blonde to look his way again. The menace's cheeks were stained a light shade of pink as he looked a bit surprised. However, his grin returned as the hand on Ciel's chest reached upwards and cupped his cheek, tilting it toward him.
"That was smooth." Alois laughed. "How did you manage to make this romantic?"
"I learned how from you." His beau replied. It was true, however. Ciel wouldn't have ever thought to share a view like this with anyone had he not fallen so deeply for Alois, nor would he have ever learned how to be honest about the way he feels. Alois had taught the Watchdog to think from the heart, and he was being genuine in this moment. His spouse simply smiled at him, pausing in order to caress the bluenette's face.
"The natural you…" began the menace. "I like this 'you' the best."
"I'm glad. I like being this way with you." Ciel grinned at the fair-haired demon, and continued to smile even as his husband leaned in for a kiss.
