A/N: I wanted to add an extra chapter since I felt like some things were left unfinished in the last one. Enjoy! :)

Kidou pressed 'send', shut off his email, and closed his laptop. There, he sent Suzuno the promised pictures – on the same day, even. She'd be pleased. Kidou left his office and walked into the bedroom, where Fudou was already comfy – and naked – under the covers. He liked to sleep in the nude, especially now that it was summer. Kidou, however, was wearing his usual pajamas.

"There, all taken care of," he announced while he crawled under the thin blanket and placed his goggles on the nightstand.

"Good." Fudou flipped over and hovered over him with a smirk. "You wanna do it?"

"Always the romanticist," Kidou rolled his eyes. "There's something I want to ask you first, Akio. Like I said earlier—I know you were thinking of me when you planned today, and then I let Hotaru-chan take it all over. I want to make sure you don't begrudge me for that."

Fudou was quiet for a moment. He moved down and relaxed his head on Kidou's chest while Kidou slid an arm around him. "Nah, I don't," he said eventually. "You did the right thing, and I was acting like a selfish ass. Besides, Suna ended up being pretty likable."

"Her name is Hotaru," Kidou reminded him, but Fudou shrugged nonchalantly. It was good see him admit his faults, at least. "Anyway, I want to make up for it. How about we try again next wee—"

"It's okay, Yuuto, really," Fudou interrupted him. "Like I said, the kid was alright, and I still had fun when we took those pictures and played with her and all. I don't need to 'try again'."

"If you're sure," Kidou responded, and even though Fudou couldn't see it, he was smiling. Fudou clamming up during their search worried him, but he seemed to have no problem expressing his feelings now. "… were you serious, by the way? About marriage?"

Fudou pushed himself back up to look him in the eye. "Of course I was, dummy. May not have been the most romantic proposal in history but it's about time we tied the knot, right?"

Kidou continued to smile. "In that case, we'll have to think about where we want to get married. Somewhere in Europe?"

"Sure, anywhere's fine with me," Fudou shrugged once more. "As long as it's not France – French people are stupid."

Kidou let out a laugh. "Not France, so noted. Perhaps we could go for Spain."

"Plenty of beach days in that case," Fudou smirked. Then his expression became more serious. "Let's not rush into it, though. I know I should get a job first – and keep it. I'd be one hell of a crap husband if I let you provide for me forever."

"I'm glad you see that," Kidou replied, and he put his arms around Fudou's back when he crawled on top of him to give him a hug.

"Are we done talking now?" he asked into his ear. "Because I still wanna do it."

Kidou blushed a little at Fudou's tickling breath. "Yes, yes, we're done talking." Their conversation gave him closure for the issues they'd failed to properly discuss on the beach, so he could go to sleep with peace of mind. At least, sleep was what he planned, but Fudou clearly thought otherwise. He proceeded to nibble on his ear, knowing it was a weak spot. "Akio…"

"Shut up," Fudou answered, and Kidou obediently raised his arms when he tugged off his pajama top. "You said yourself there'd be no talking."

Kidou flashed a small smile. "I did say that, didn't I?" He laid a hand on the cheek of his lover, who smiled right back, and closed his eyes as Fudou bent over to give him a passionate kiss.