Jamie was EXHAUSTED. That was the kindest way to put it. Moving had been hard work, but it was incredibly worth it. Tonight was the first night he and Caspar would be spending in a home they owned together. Sure, they weren’t married, and they weren’t engaged just yet, but it was certainly looming in Jamie’s mind.
There were still boxes everywhere, and Ben had ordered pizza and chicken wings for them since he got tied up at some event and couldn’t come help them move. That, and he paid for a company of movers to help. Despite that, the actor had to run around after the dogs, Caspar, and the movers who needed to be told every five minutes what boxes went where. The unpacking process would start tomorrow, but they had more than enough time. Jamie looked up to see Caspar coming in with Tide, Merry, and Pippin, and smiled at the other. He could definitely get used to seeing him coming home like this every night.
“Hey, baby. Welcome home,” he said, smiling softly and leaning against the counter.
If you had told Caspar four years ago that he would be moving into a house at twenty-two, he would’ve laughed in your face. Hysterically. As would anyone who knew him. And then he would’ve downed three shots of vodka and tried to fuck you.
Times had changed a bit since then.
Still, Caspar had expected to feel overwhelmed by it all. He remembered moving into his first apartment in New York, and how simultaneously suffocating and good it had felt. Moving to California hadn’t been much different. But for a boy used to travelling the world with nothing but a backpack, moving into a house was a big deal. And it had been overwhelming, a little suffocating at times.
The house really appealed to the spoilt brat in him. The one that had been raised on Armani shirts and swimming pools and first-class aeroplane rides. It was minutes from the beach, gorgeous inside and out, and fucking expensive.
Most importantly, though - no matter how excited he got over the sea view - was the fact that it was his and Jamie’s. That was what made it worth it. He was never going to have to fall asleep alone again. And although weren’t married yet, his name was on all the paperwork, and that was just as big a commitment to Caspar as a ring on his finger. It was reassurance that Jamie wasn’t going anywhere.
And it had a damn nice balcony as well.
Moving day had been as exciting as it had been stressful. Caspar had had about four mental breakdowns before lunch, one on the grounds that he wasn’t ready to move in with Jamie yet (which he’d gotten over pretty quickly after being reminded just how good Jamie’s breakfast pancakes were), the rest because something had been lost or packed wrong. But by the time they’d started moving boxes in, Caspar had gotten in the swing of it, and he was being marginally more helpful than the toddler he could have been readily compared to that morning.
It was a good thing Jamie loved him. Caspar did wonder just how long it would be before his boyfriend started to regret this, but he had been warned.
Once the movers were gone, and dinner had been demolished, Caspar set out to find them some strawberry icecream under the guise of taking the dogs out for a walk. It did seem to be something of a tradition for them - eating strawberry ice cream after moving - but Caspar reckoned that was largely down to the fact that they ate strawberry ice cream after everything.
He walked back into the house with a bag in hand and shut the front door behind him. The puppies ran crazy around the house and Caspar smiled, walking through to the kitchen with Tide in tow. It was a damn nice kitchen, he had to admit.
Not quite as nice as the man standing in it, however.
“Welcome home. That one ain’t gonna get old for a while,” Caspar grinned. He set the ice cream down on the counter and wandered over to Jamie. “Do you remember which box has our clothes in? Or are we just gonna be walkin’ around naked for the next week? Cause y’know.. that would be real unfortunate.” Caspar dropped a kiss to Jamie’s shoulder and looked up at him with a mischevious glint in his eye. “Also, I was thinkin’ about it, and wee should definitely full out home-alone this place for April Fools Day and invite Ben over. That would be wicked.”
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