Slater Gator have officially won four matches in a row now. Heath stares at the online list and shakes his head, lips twitching up into a soft smile. "Who knew bein' partnered up with Titus would actually get me somewhere," he sighs, shouldering his bag and leaving the airport with a spring to his step that hasn't been there for awhile.
Even waving down a taxi and directing the driver to his apartment isn't enough to erase some of Heath's happiness, his eyes shining as he watches the streets go by. He's on a winning streak! All but humming as he gets out of the car and pays for the transportation, Heath walks up to the door and opens it, immediately tackled by Boodah. He laughs and leans in to pet and play with Boodah, just starting to wonder where Wade's at when he hears his footsteps. Looking up, he beams at the taller man as he leans against the doorway and stares at them. "So."
"So. You have four wins in a row, huh?"
Heath's eyes gleam. "You've been countin', huh?" He pets Boodah a couple times more before standing up and throwing his arms around Wade's neck. "This is all thanks to you, Titus wouldn't have given me a chance otherwise. Thanks." Kissing him, he gasps and squirms as Wade tickles his sides, burying his face in Wade's chest. "Stop that," he mumbles off of a laugh, shifting away and starting to walk past him to unpack. He's barely made it halfway down the hall when Wade hooks an arm around his waist, stopping him.
"Hang on, I've got something for you," Wade mumbles. "You can unpack later." Leading him into the kitchen, Wade smirks as Heath gapes at the table. "Cheat day," Wade explains, pulling him over to where single slices of cake and small containers of ice cream is waiting for them. "I put these out when I heard you coming so the ice cream should be softened like you prefer."
Heath beams, staring at the cinnamon swirl ice cream. "Thanks, Brit," he says. "Celebration for Slater Gator's winning streak, huh?"
"Yes," Wade agrees. "I might have invited Titus O'Neil as well but I didn't want to listen to him belittling you." Heath looks surprised by this and Wade smirks, messing with Heath's bright hair. "That's my job." He winks as Heath huffs, then chuckles, grabbing Wade's hand and kissing his palm in the way he knows drives him nuts the most. "Stop that or I'll eat your ice cream too," he mumbles, wiggling his fingers until Heath releases him with a chuckle. "I'm happy this is working out for you," he says once they're halfway through the mid-day treat.
"Thanks, me too," Heath says quietly, collecting a few crumbs of cake before looking up with a smile. "Either way, I know I'll be ok even if it all ends tomorrow... 'cause I've got the best dog in the world waitin' for me when I get home." The silence that follows this is merciless and Heath finally dares to catch Wade's eye, cracking up with laughter at the pure anger in his eyes. "And, the absolutely best boyfriend in the world," he adds on, leaning over and kissing Wade softly.
"That's a little better," Wade says off of an eyeroll, taking another bite of his ice cream. His lips twitch into a small smile when Heath catches his hand and rubs his thumb over his knuckles. "I love you," he says quietly.
"I love you too," Heath responds, beaming at him.