FACE.

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Carrying Scarlett’s ride carefully on one shoulder, Ota lifted Damien’s hand and kissed the back of it. “Do you really think I know anything about this place, silly?” he teased. “My intuition states that there may be signs pointing the way to various sites at the resort. And even if I’m wrong, if we get lost, it will be easy to find our way back. The resort takes up its own island.” He swung their hands between them. “I know Darina Brzobohatá still scares you a little, so I’ll tell you what she wants to talk to you about. She wants to know when you’ll marry me.” It was matter-of-fact, and even humorous in Ota’s tone. “I mean, she’s been bugging me about getting married since I was young enough for her to think I’d be marrying a girl. And now that you’re back in my life, and also rich as fuck, she says it’s an act of YAHWEH and it needs to happen but also you need to convert so we can have a Jewish wedding.” Ota giggled to himself. “I know that’s not happening. I haven’t even come out to her as a deist, and I don’t think you’ve ever believed in anything; and even Reform Jews want both parties in a same sex marriage to be Jewish. A rabbi will willingly gay marry us as long as we’re both practicing Jews.” He laughed again. “If YAHWEH exists, I’m sure she’ll understand me not trying to convert the unwilling.” Ota grinned to himself. “She’s also convinced you’re a wild party boy and I’ll tame you if you marry me. My dad was just in the background telling her to get off the damn phone and come back to bed.”

Damien chuckled as he walked with his boyfriend, practically his husband. “Yeah, you’re right. If we can’t follow signs then what can we do?”, he joked, laughing sfotly as he did. Looking down at their hands caused an even bigger smile to come across his face. “As a matter of fact, your entire family still scares me. Especially now that I’ve practically come back into your life after all these year-”, he stopped talking as he heard Ota mention marriage from his mother. He blinked a bit before chuckling a bit. “Well..”, he started but he let Ota finished talking before squeezing his hand. “I’m not gonna tell you when I’m gonna marry you. That’s not how this works, y’know? Maybe you’re just saying it like she said it and wanna know all my secrets..”, he laughed, winking at him. “I’m onto you, Otakar. Don’t try and trick me.”, he laughed. “However, if you give me her number, I can discuss any and every detail she wants to know.”, he winked. “My mother wants to know about yuo too.. I haven’t been back to France in a while but she always told me she never wanted to leave so.. we’ll definitely have to take a flight out there and visit her. Stay for a while, you know? She barely speaks any english so, I will be your google translate.”, he laughed again, nudging him softly.

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Damien listened to Ota talk and smiled as he did, however, it didn't take them long to reach the town. Finding the restaurant in town, he held the door open for him, humming as he did. He let Ota in, following in after him. He immediately asked about Scarlett and she was given the okay, causing Damien to get excited. Their table was set up and he made his way over, being a gentleman and going through the usual routine. He sat after he got Ota situated and grinned. "This place is nice.. I'm hoping their food will be good too.", he laughed.

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Carrying Scarlett’s ride carefully on one shoulder, Ota lifted Damien’s hand and kissed the back of it. “Do you really think I know anything about this place, silly?” he teased. “My intuition states that there may be signs pointing the way to various sites at the resort. And even if I’m wrong, if we get lost, it will be easy to find our way back. The resort takes up its own island.” He swung their hands between them. “I know Darina Brzobohatá still scares you a little, so I’ll tell you what she wants to talk to you about. She wants to know when you’ll marry me.” It was matter-of-fact, and even humorous in Ota’s tone. “I mean, she’s been bugging me about getting married since I was young enough for her to think I’d be marrying a girl. And now that you’re back in my life, and also rich as fuck, she says it’s an act of YAHWEH and it needs to happen but also you need to convert so we can have a Jewish wedding.” Ota giggled to himself. “I know that’s not happening. I haven’t even come out to her as a deist, and I don’t think you’ve ever believed in anything; and even Reform Jews want both parties in a same sex marriage to be Jewish. A rabbi will willingly gay marry us as long as we’re both practicing Jews.” He laughed again. “If YAHWEH exists, I’m sure she’ll understand me not trying to convert the unwilling.” Ota grinned to himself. “She’s also convinced you’re a wild party boy and I’ll tame you if you marry me. My dad was just in the background telling her to get off the damn phone and come back to bed.”

Damien chuckled as he walked with his boyfriend, practically his husband. “Yeah, you’re right. If we can’t follow signs then what can we do?”, he joked, laughing sfotly as he did. Looking down at their hands caused an even bigger smile to come across his face. “As a matter of fact, your entire family still scares me. Especially now that I’ve practically come back into your life after all these year-”, he stopped talking as he heard Ota mention marriage from his mother. He blinked a bit before chuckling a bit. “Well..”, he started but he let Ota finished talking before squeezing his hand. “I’m not gonna tell you when I’m gonna marry you. That’s not how this works, y’know? Maybe you’re just saying it like she said it and wanna know all my secrets..”, he laughed, winking at him. “I’m onto you, Otakar. Don’t try and trick me.”, he laughed. “However, if you give me her number, I can discuss any and every detail she wants to know.”, he winked. “My mother wants to know about yuo too.. I haven’t been back to France in a while but she always told me she never wanted to leave so.. we’ll definitely have to take a flight out there and visit her. Stay for a while, you know? She barely speaks any english so, I will be your google translate.”, he laughed again, nudging him softly.

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Damien watched as Ota talked on the phone with his mother, fiddling with his fingers. He decided to grab his phone, turning it on once more. He was happy to have it muted, as soon as his lockscreen popped up, so did the thousands of notifications. He hurriedly tried to unlock his phone before it crashed, moving to look and see what everyone was saying. It was along the lines of “who is that” and “IM SCREAMING” but he automatically assumed there was something good in these responses. He only peered up when he heard Ota, nodding. “Ahoj!”, he called out before turning his phone off once more and moving to grab a few complimentary menus. “Well, they have a few menus here, my love. Where shall we eat?”, he handed them over, chewing his lip as he stood up.

Ota spread out the menus and rubbed his lower lip as he looked them over. There weren’t that many choices but it was easy enough to knock out a couple of choices that felt too fancy for what he was feeling. After that was much deliberation, but he held up the menu of the one he decided on. “This looks fine. I don’t want to go too fancy tonight, but this other one also looks too kid friendly, and I don’t want to be around children right now.” He looked at his phone again, inspecting the notifications he had gotten. They were mostly from friends, and Noemi’s friends, apparently demanding information. From what he could tell, it was catalyzed by pictures of him being seen with Damien. When he opened Instagram and saw the picture of him sleeping, his eyebrows rose to nearly his hairline. “Wow, that’s…You’re really getting brave now, sweetheart.” He opened up the comments, and placed a hand over his mouth. “Oh my god,” he breathed, “this is unreal. So many people want to know who I am.”

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Damien pouted, even after Ota had wrapped around him. He sighed and leaned into Ota and took his apology in, nodding. "Fine.. I forgive you but.. please don't expect me to forget it so quickly!", he frowned, crossing his arms as he began to walk out of the building and down the walkway. "You're fine, really.. It just.. seemed really insulting. I realize now that you weren't trying to be harsh.", he shrugged, moving to grab Ota's free hand, interlacing their fingers. "Do you know the way, my love? Or shall we call someone or look up directions?", he asked, peering over at him.

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Damien watched as Ota talked on the phone with his mother, fiddling with his fingers. He decided to grab his phone, turning it on once more. He was happy to have it muted, as soon as his lockscreen popped up, so did the thousands of notifications. He hurriedly tried to unlock his phone before it crashed, moving to look and see what everyone was saying. It was along the lines of “who is that” and “IM SCREAMING” but he automatically assumed there was something good in these responses. He only peered up when he heard Ota, nodding. “Ahoj!”, he called out before turning his phone off once more and moving to grab a few complimentary menus. “Well, they have a few menus here, my love. Where shall we eat?”, he handed them over, chewing his lip as he stood up.

Ota spread out the menus and rubbed his lower lip as he looked them over. There weren’t that many choices but it was easy enough to knock out a couple of choices that felt too fancy for what he was feeling. After that was much deliberation, but he held up the menu of the one he decided on. “This looks fine. I don’t want to go too fancy tonight, but this other one also looks too kid friendly, and I don’t want to be around children right now.” He looked at his phone again, inspecting the notifications he had gotten. They were mostly from friends, and Noemi’s friends, apparently demanding information. From what he could tell, it was catalyzed by pictures of him being seen with Damien. When he opened Instagram and saw the picture of him sleeping, his eyebrows rose to nearly his hairline. “Wow, that’s…You’re really getting brave now, sweetheart.” He opened up the comments, and placed a hand over his mouth. “Oh my god,” he breathed, “this is unreal. So many people want to know who I am.”

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Damien scoffed. "Punk goth thing? The fuck is that supposed to mean?", he frowned, feeling offended. "Well, maybe you think you didn't say anything rude or offensive but it was. You're practically insulting my style and making it seem as if... it's a bad thing.", he frowned, letting him take Scarlett away from him. He found himself pouting as he looked to him. "Well, I guess not everything fits for us but whatever..", he frowned, shoving his phone and keys into his pants before sighing. "I'm ready when you are.", he shrugged, heading to the door.

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Damien watched as Ota talked on the phone with his mother, fiddling with his fingers. He decided to grab his phone, turning it on once more. He was happy to have it muted, as soon as his lockscreen popped up, so did the thousands of notifications. He hurriedly tried to unlock his phone before it crashed, moving to look and see what everyone was saying. It was along the lines of “who is that” and “IM SCREAMING” but he automatically assumed there was something good in these responses. He only peered up when he heard Ota, nodding. “Ahoj!”, he called out before turning his phone off once more and moving to grab a few complimentary menus. “Well, they have a few menus here, my love. Where shall we eat?”, he handed them over, chewing his lip as he stood up.

Ota spread out the menus and rubbed his lower lip as he looked them over. There weren’t that many choices but it was easy enough to knock out a couple of choices that felt too fancy for what he was feeling. After that was much deliberation, but he held up the menu of the one he decided on. “This looks fine. I don’t want to go too fancy tonight, but this other one also looks too kid friendly, and I don’t want to be around children right now.” He looked at his phone again, inspecting the notifications he had gotten. They were mostly from friends, and Noemi’s friends, apparently demanding information. From what he could tell, it was catalyzed by pictures of him being seen with Damien. When he opened Instagram and saw the picture of him sleeping, his eyebrows rose to nearly his hairline. “Wow, that’s…You’re really getting brave now, sweetheart.” He opened up the comments, and placed a hand over his mouth. “Oh my god,” he breathed, “this is unreal. So many people want to know who I am.”

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Damien frowned as he was gestured to. "Is.. Is something wrong with it?", he asked, pouting as he did. "It's just what I wear, Otakar!", he exclaimed, moving to grab the keys to their room. Peering at Scarlett, her ears were perked up, wondering just where they thought they were going without her. Damien nodded and called her to him, which caused her to hurriedly jump off the bed and run to them He scooped her up. "Your father is being mean.. Judging my outfits... Just because he looks good in everything, he wants to judge me..", he frowned, hiding behind Scarlett's head.

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Damien watched as Ota talked on the phone with his mother, fiddling with his fingers. He decided to grab his phone, turning it on once more. He was happy to have it muted, as soon as his lockscreen popped up, so did the thousands of notifications. He hurriedly tried to unlock his phone before it crashed, moving to look and see what everyone was saying. It was along the lines of “who is that” and “IM SCREAMING” but he automatically assumed there was something good in these responses. He only peered up when he heard Ota, nodding. “Ahoj!”, he called out before turning his phone off once more and moving to grab a few complimentary menus. “Well, they have a few menus here, my love. Where shall we eat?”, he handed them over, chewing his lip as he stood up.

Ota spread out the menus and rubbed his lower lip as he looked them over. There weren’t that many choices but it was easy enough to knock out a couple of choices that felt too fancy for what he was feeling. After that was much deliberation, but he held up the menu of the one he decided on. “This looks fine. I don’t want to go too fancy tonight, but this other one also looks too kid friendly, and I don’t want to be around children right now.” He looked at his phone again, inspecting the notifications he had gotten. They were mostly from friends, and Noemi’s friends, apparently demanding information. From what he could tell, it was catalyzed by pictures of him being seen with Damien. When he opened Instagram and saw the picture of him sleeping, his eyebrows rose to nearly his hairline. “Wow, that’s…You’re really getting brave now, sweetheart.” He opened up the comments, and placed a hand over his mouth. “Oh my god,” he breathed, “this is unreal. So many people want to know who I am.”

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Damien took a deep breath as he moved to his clothes, deciding to pull out a casual outfit for himself. He decided to keep it regular for the restaurant they were going to. It was a nice t-shirt, a white and black striped tank top, matched with a ripped black vest. Damien just about never wore shorts, embarrassed by his whiter than marshmallow legs. So, he slipped on his black ripped jeans and all black sneakers, running his hand through his hair and declaring himself fully dressed. Hearing Ota, he smiled. "Yeah... I feel like it's about time they know or at least give them hints.", he chuckled before moving to snatch Ota's phone. "But that is a situation for another time. Get dressed, Otakar! My stomach is gonna drop if we don't eat soon."

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Damien nodded as he listened to Ota speak about his mother. “It’s best you get to it.. She’s gonna send a fucking telegram of her yelling.”, he laughed before he moved out of the bathroom, grabbing his clothes and deciding to get dressed. Once he had, he brushed his teeth, laughing as he did. “Yeah, well, I was hurt, Otakar.. I didn’t think I was gonna get the money or the boy.. or the sexy body..”, he chuckled as he brushed his teeth. He cleaned up as he finished before he wiped the foggy mirror clean. He was about to fix his hair up before he heard a bark. Scarlett was on the floor, prancing in front of him practically, causing Damien to look down. He realized it had been hours since she last went out and grabbed her leash. “I’m gonna walk the queen, okay?”, he teased before putting her on her leash and taking her outside to walk her.

“Alright, baby,” Ota called out in reply as he continued with his shower. It was really sweet, the way Damien had taken to Scarlett, already treating her like she was his baby too. Not to mention Ota appreciated the help sometimes. When he finished his shower, he walked into the bedroom with his towel on his head, scrubbing his hair dry; it was looking shaggy already these days. He only put on shorts–nicer ones, complete with no underwear–and picked out a sheet mask of the few he’d brought with him. Laying back on the bed and putting his mask on, Ota picked up his phone and was initially distracted by a lot of notifications. But he decided to do as promised, and called his mom. “Haló, Maminká! Ahoj!” he said rather loudly as he was wont to do when speaking with his family, especially in Czech. She had been asleep, so she was initially mad at Ota for waking her up, but then she remembered she was waiting on a call from him. He proceeded to have a rather loud conversation in Czech, as per usual, having to convince her that they were actually in French Polynesia and he wasn’t joking.

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Damien could hear Ota from where he was walking Scarlett and it only caused him to smile. He made sure to keep Scarlett close by as they walked, watching as the dog got used to her surroundings. He began thinking about Ota and his religious stance, chewing his lip as he did. He wasn’t sure what he believed but what felt like a lyric popped into his head and he hurried inside. However as he saw Ota in all his glory, looking amazing, his jaw dropped. He bit his lip and grabbed his camera hurriedly, taking a picture of Ota as he spoke. He didn’t give him a chance to rebut as he grabbed his journal and wrote down a lyric that came to his head. He smiled as he peered down at his journal.. Turning his head, he moved to Ota. “How’s Mama Ota?”, he chuckled, laying his head on Ota’s shoulder as Scarlett followed, settling in Damien’s lap.

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“Mommy’s fine, she’s good, she’s whatever. Listen, I need you to–” Ota paused, the phone held to his chest. “Never mind, I can do it.” He peeled the mask off his face, as it had been long enough, and slid off the bed so he could pop outside quickly and take a picture, the sunset still in the background, so he could send it to his mom, as further proof of their location. When he stepped back inside, he put his phone to his chest briefly. “Baby, I’m hungry. And I looked it up, there’s restaurants here at the resort.” He continued his phone call, trying to wrap it up, as he sat on the edge of the bed next to Damien. When he was finally able to wind things down for the night, he held the phone up near Damien, “Say ‘Ahoj,’ Damo.” When he was finally able to hang up, Ota sighed and threw his phone behind him. “She wants to talk to you soon. Just cause. And also…other reasons.”

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Damien watched as Ota talked on the phone with his mother, fiddling with his fingers. He decided to grab his phone, turning it on once more. He was happy to have it muted, as soon as his lockscreen popped up, so did the thousands of notifications. He hurriedly tried to unlock his phone before it crashed, moving to look and see what everyone was saying. It was along the lines of "who is that" and "IM SCREAMING" but he automatically assumed there was something good in these responses. He only peered up when he heard Ota, nodding. "Ahoj!", he called out before turning his phone off once more and moving to grab a few complimentary menus. "Well, they have a few menus here, my love. Where shall we eat?", he handed them over, chewing his lip as he stood up.

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Damien nodded as he listened to Ota speak about his mother. “It’s best you get to it.. She’s gonna send a fucking telegram of her yelling.”, he laughed before he moved out of the bathroom, grabbing his clothes and deciding to get dressed. Once he had, he brushed his teeth, laughing as he did. “Yeah, well, I was hurt, Otakar.. I didn’t think I was gonna get the money or the boy.. or the sexy body..”, he chuckled as he brushed his teeth. He cleaned up as he finished before he wiped the foggy mirror clean. He was about to fix his hair up before he heard a bark. Scarlett was on the floor, prancing in front of him practically, causing Damien to look down. He realized it had been hours since she last went out and grabbed her leash. “I’m gonna walk the queen, okay?”, he teased before putting her on her leash and taking her outside to walk her.

“Alright, baby,” Ota called out in reply as he continued with his shower. It was really sweet, the way Damien had taken to Scarlett, already treating her like she was his baby too. Not to mention Ota appreciated the help sometimes. When he finished his shower, he walked into the bedroom with his towel on his head, scrubbing his hair dry; it was looking shaggy already these days. He only put on shorts–nicer ones, complete with no underwear–and picked out a sheet mask of the few he’d brought with him. Laying back on the bed and putting his mask on, Ota picked up his phone and was initially distracted by a lot of notifications. But he decided to do as promised, and called his mom. “Haló, Maminká! Ahoj!” he said rather loudly as he was wont to do when speaking with his family, especially in Czech. She had been asleep, so she was initially mad at Ota for waking her up, but then she remembered she was waiting on a call from him. He proceeded to have a rather loud conversation in Czech, as per usual, having to convince her that they were actually in French Polynesia and he wasn’t joking.

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Damien could hear Ota from where he was walking Scarlett and it only caused him to smile. He made sure to keep Scarlett close by as they walked, watching as the dog got used to her surroundings. He began thinking about Ota and his religious stance, chewing his lip as he did. He wasn't sure what he believed but what felt like a lyric popped into his head and he hurried inside. However as he saw Ota in all his glory, looking amazing, his jaw dropped. He bit his lip and grabbed his camera hurriedly, taking a picture of Ota as he spoke. He didn't give him a chance to rebut as he grabbed his journal and wrote down a lyric that came to his head. He smiled as he peered down at his journal.. Turning his head, he moved to Ota. "How's Mama Ota?", he chuckled, laying his head on Ota's shoulder as Scarlett followed, settling in Damien's lap.

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Damien nodded before he decided to go ahead and start washing his hair as he waited for Ota to return. He scrubbed gently and was already done by the time Ota came back. He had rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, drying off and hopping on top of the sink, moving to sit down. “I think you should! She’d probably kill you if you didn’t..”, he trailed off, humming softly. He sighed as the song was brought up once again but decided it was something that needed to be brought up. “Yeah, well.. It is.. I was hurt.. Didn’t know what else to do but to write. My band members were tired of the sob story so.. I wrote.”

“Well, I told her I would anyway, so she is probably expecting me to call at any time now. It’s been more than 24 hours since we left, I’m surprised she hasn’t called yet.” Ota’s hands slid over his body as he cleansed himself. “Wait, shit, what time is it in Memphis? Oh god, okay, so I think we might be in the same time zone as Hawaii right now, if I remember correctly? We’re close, at least, as far as I remember. So we’re, uh, five or six hours behind Memphis, so it’s pretty late. I’ve only ever spoken to her on the phone late if I called around 9 and she kept talking my ear off. Uh…” He chewed his lip. “She’ll get mad if I wake her up but she’ll also be mad if I don’t call. So I’ll go ahead and do it.” The water ran over his body, washing away the soap–he wanted to be a little extra with his cleaning because of how gross he felt. Ota then ducked his head a little to get his hair sufficiently wet to wash it. “That… I guess that makes sense, that’s what writers do. I can’t really relate, I say things all blunt and I’m wise and shit but I can’t, like…make it sound nice. Instead I just yell and cry.” He laughed quietly, though it was short and humorless, more sad than anything. “Well–not only did you get the boy and got money in the end, but you also lied about not wanting my body.” He laughed again, this time more like an impish giggle. “Mm… We certainly don’t have to do it tonight but I’d love to go to the main island and explore the markets ,there’s something I kind of want to find.”

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Damien nodded as he listened to Ota speak about his mother. "It's best you get to it.. She's gonna send a fucking telegram of her yelling.", he laughed before he moved out of the bathroom, grabbing his clothes and deciding to get dressed. Once he had, he brushed his teeth, laughing as he did. "Yeah, well, I was hurt, Otakar.. I didn't think I was gonna get the money or the boy.. or the sexy body..", he chuckled as he brushed his teeth. He cleaned up as he finished before he wiped the foggy mirror clean. He was about to fix his hair up before he heard a bark. Scarlett was on the floor, prancing in front of him practically, causing Damien to look down. He realized it had been hours since she last went out and grabbed her leash. "I'm gonna walk the queen, okay?", he teased before putting her on her leash and taking her outside to walk her.

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Damien only looked to Ota in fond, trying to hold back the bright smile that was teasing its way onto his face. He couldn’t hold it back however and it broke through, loving to hear his boyfriend speak. God, he was so beautiful.. He knew his boyfriend had spoke of other gods but his boyfriend truly was a king of some sort. He snapped out of his trance when Ota stepped out of the shower. “Otakar! Be careful not to slip, please.”, he peered out, overlooking his wet body.

“Oh, please, do you really think I’m new to walking on a tile floor whilst dripping wet?” Ota rolled his eyes as he briefly left the bathroom to dig into his suitcase and find the bottle he needed. “I think when we’re done with this, I’ll do a sheet mask and call my mama,” he decided aloud as he came back into the bathroom, stepping back into the shower. “She’ll want to know that we made it, and where we are too. She’ll probably freak out.” He laughed, then fell quiet as he cleaned himself. He finally spoke up out of nowhere, “When you crashed back into my life and kind of fucked with me and my head, I played that song over and over again, in between doing things I regretted pretty quickly. It’s…weird knowing that it was about me.”

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Damien nodded before he decided to go ahead and start washing his hair as he waited for Ota to return. He scrubbed gently and was already done by the time Ota came back. He had rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, drying off and hopping on top of the sink, moving to sit down. "I think you should! She'd probably kill you if you didn't..", he trailed off, humming softly. He sighed as the song was brought up once again but decided it was something that needed to be brought up. "Yeah, well.. It is.. I was hurt.. Didn't know what else to do but to write. My band members were tired of the sob story so.. I wrote."

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“You told me earlier you saw me with somebody else, blah blah blah, rest is history. But in the end, you got the money and the boy, so you’re fine.” Ota gave a noncommittal shrug, massaging body wash over his chest. “I’m surprised you haven’t stalked my Instagram or Facebook and found out on your own. I cut it because…” He trailed off almost unnoticeably, trying to come up with the best answer. “Because it was going to be easier for me to find a job once I was done with school. I was also doing clinicals too and the people I trained with didn’t really like it. But the hospital I’m hoping to start at in June should be fine with men with long hair as long as it’s neat and well groomed. And I kind of would like to grow it again…”

“I meant I wasn’t singing it to you in this instance.. I was just.. singing it in general. Why is it a big deal that I sing my own songs anyway? Does that make me a bad person to have my own songs stuck in my head?”, he asked before scoffing and shaking his head. “I can’t believe you cut it! You probably looked like a Greek god or something! Wow! Grow it back out, okay? I’m here for long-haired Otakar.”, he pleaded, grinning as he did. He placed the soap in Ota’s hands. “Let’s switch spots, okay? I’ll shampoo once you get your body cleaned up.”, he nodded, pushing him closer.

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Damien only looked to Ota in fond, trying to hold back the bright smile that was teasing its way onto his face. He couldn't hold it back however and it broke through, loving to hear his boyfriend speak. God, he was so beautiful.. He knew his boyfriend had spoke of other gods but his boyfriend truly was a king of some sort. He snapped out of his trance when Ota stepped out of the shower. "Otakar! Be careful not to slip, please.", he peered out, overlooking his wet body.

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“You told me earlier you saw me with somebody else, blah blah blah, rest is history. But in the end, you got the money and the boy, so you’re fine.” Ota gave a noncommittal shrug, massaging body wash over his chest. “I’m surprised you haven’t stalked my Instagram or Facebook and found out on your own. I cut it because…” He trailed off almost unnoticeably, trying to come up with the best answer. “Because it was going to be easier for me to find a job once I was done with school. I was also doing clinicals too and the people I trained with didn’t really like it. But the hospital I’m hoping to start at in June should be fine with men with long hair as long as it’s neat and well groomed. And I kind of would like to grow it again…”

“I meant I wasn’t singing it to you in this instance.. I was just.. singing it in general. Why is it a big deal that I sing my own songs anyway? Does that make me a bad person to have my own songs stuck in my head?”, he asked before scoffing and shaking his head. “I can’t believe you cut it! You probably looked like a Greek god or something! Wow! Grow it back out, okay? I’m here for long-haired Otakar.”, he pleaded, grinning as he did. He placed the soap in Ota’s hands. “Let’s switch spots, okay? I’ll shampoo once you get your body cleaned up.”, he nodded, pushing him closer.

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okazaly:

Ota was doing his best to make it a quick shower, as he realized he needed to call his parents to check in and let them know they had made it, and where they were. But getting distracted was easy. “You sing your own songs in the shower? What a narcissist,” Ota commented, half mumbling. “Don’t really know how I feel about you all but singing that to me, the inspiration behind what many people laud as their depression jam.” Ota pressed his lips together, feeling awkward. “If I go over the timeline though…” He rolled his eyes back, trying to piece everything together. The band wasn’t really traveling until Ota’s later days in college, so that had to mean… “You didn’t see me with long hair. I stayed in Tuscaloosa a year or so after graduating so it was probably then that you saw me, after I had cut my hair.”

Damien scoffed. “Who said I was singing it to you? It’s been stuck in my head ever since I thought about it..”, he looked away from the shower head, eyes still closed with suds covering his face. He hurriedly washed them off however as he heard about Ota having long hair. Once he felt the suds were gone enough, he turned to him, opening his eyes. “You had long hair at some point? Why didn’t you tell me? And why did you cut it off? I bet you looked so good..”, he whispered the last part, chewing his lip.

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okazaly:

A soft groan rumbled in Ota’s throat and chest as Damien tugged on his lip. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll actually focus on getting cleaned up and let me do the same,” Ota warned. “We waste time in here talking about things we’re not doing, we won’t have time to do other things that we want. That made sense in my head, I swear.” He pressed the soap into Damien’s hands. “Get to work, we can have fun later.”

Damien chuckled at Ota’s argument before nodding. “Yes, yes.. I’ll wash my body.”, he winked before beginning to wash his body. The soap lathered and suds began to spread about everywhere, causing Damien to find the urge to sing. He began to sing one of his own songs, washing gently as he did. He closed his eyes as he began to wash his face, minding his own business.

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okazaly:

When Ota finally started to wake up, he squinted around with bleary vision. Damien was no longer in bed, and Scarlett was now settled against his side. It wasn’t as bright around him either, so he must have really been asleep all day. Slowly he began to sit up and rubbed his eyes, the pains in his body now dull aches. He stretched out a little more and turned on a lamp next to the bed. The shower was going, which quickly answered Ota’s question of where Damien was. That sounded nice. He felt pretty gross himself. He slipped out of bed, grunting as the pains in his body reacted, and tugged his boxer briefs off before even reaching the bathroom. “Hey, you,” Ota announced himself as he stepped in the shower. “Holy shit, is there a bathtub outside too? That’s amazing.” He was in awe of the big doors in the bathroom that led outside to a tiny private place, not unlike the pool area that was connected to the bedroom.

Damien, having had his eyes closed when he had stepped in shower and got underneath the water, jumped and let out a yelp as he heard Ota’s voice behind him. “Shit, Otakar! You scared me to death!”, he put a hand over his heart. He opened his eyes and looked to him, taking a deep breath before nodding. “Yeah, it’s pretty luxurious.. this place, I mean.”, he explained before moved to grab the soap. He peered at Ota, all short term fear he had going away as he observed his boyfriend. “God, how did I manage to get so lucky? My beautiful boyfriend, his sassy dog.. Paradise..”, he put his hands on Ota’s shoulders, smiling.

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Damien poked Ota's lip. "Because you're my dramatic baby.", he chuckled as he took the bottom lip poking out in with his teeth, tugging gently. Chuckling, Damien nodded. Sex was something he would tease about but wouldn't have any interest in doing at the moment. "Yeah, you're right.. I wouldn't want my perfect penis to get dirty.", he teased, winking as he did. He kissed Ota back, hands moving to the sides of his neck.

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okazaly:

When Ota finally started to wake up, he squinted around with bleary vision. Damien was no longer in bed, and Scarlett was now settled against his side. It wasn’t as bright around him either, so he must have really been asleep all day. Slowly he began to sit up and rubbed his eyes, the pains in his body now dull aches. He stretched out a little more and turned on a lamp next to the bed. The shower was going, which quickly answered Ota’s question of where Damien was. That sounded nice. He felt pretty gross himself. He slipped out of bed, grunting as the pains in his body reacted, and tugged his boxer briefs off before even reaching the bathroom. “Hey, you,” Ota announced himself as he stepped in the shower. “Holy shit, is there a bathtub outside too? That’s amazing.” He was in awe of the big doors in the bathroom that led outside to a tiny private place, not unlike the pool area that was connected to the bedroom.

Damien, having had his eyes closed when he had stepped in shower and got underneath the water, jumped and let out a yelp as he heard Ota’s voice behind him. “Shit, Otakar! You scared me to death!”, he put a hand over his heart. He opened his eyes and looked to him, taking a deep breath before nodding. “Yeah, it’s pretty luxurious.. this place, I mean.”, he explained before moved to grab the soap. He peered at Ota, all short term fear he had going away as he observed his boyfriend. “God, how did I manage to get so lucky? My beautiful boyfriend, his sassy dog.. Paradise..”, he put his hands on Ota’s shoulders, smiling.

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"It's because you are, asshole.", he teased before laughing at him. Hearing the reversal of words, he shook his head. "Scratch that, sassy dog, even more sassy owner!", he smiled and kissed back, keeping his arms around him. Looking up at the shower head and then to him, he smirked a little. "I don't think you would have to worry much if you were bent over.", he winked. "But, as I said before, I don't believe you're in the mood for all that.."

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okazaly:

When Ota finally started to wake up, he squinted around with bleary vision. Damien was no longer in bed, and Scarlett was now settled against his side. It wasn’t as bright around him either, so he must have really been asleep all day. Slowly he began to sit up and rubbed his eyes, the pains in his body now dull aches. He stretched out a little more and turned on a lamp next to the bed. The shower was going, which quickly answered Ota’s question of where Damien was. That sounded nice. He felt pretty gross himself. He slipped out of bed, grunting as the pains in his body reacted, and tugged his boxer briefs off before even reaching the bathroom. “Hey, you,” Ota announced himself as he stepped in the shower. “Holy shit, is there a bathtub outside too? That’s amazing.” He was in awe of the big doors in the bathroom that led outside to a tiny private place, not unlike the pool area that was connected to the bedroom.

Damien, having had his eyes closed when he had stepped in shower and got underneath the water, jumped and let out a yelp as he heard Ota’s voice behind him. “Shit, Otakar! You scared me to death!”, he put a hand over his heart. He opened his eyes and looked to him, taking a deep breath before nodding. “Yeah, it’s pretty luxurious.. this place, I mean.”, he explained before moved to grab the soap. He peered at Ota, all short term fear he had going away as he observed his boyfriend. “God, how did I manage to get so lucky? My beautiful boyfriend, his sassy dog.. Paradise..”, he put his hands on Ota’s shoulders, smiling.