Abrose tilted his head thoughtfully, a soft smile crossing his features as he listened to Easton. A giggle bubbled up at the kisses he was receiving between each heavenly thing Easton said. It all seemed so far from now, they hadn’t even moved yet and they were already thinking about a home to live in together. Despite this, Abrose didn’t want to even imagine another future without Easton in it. He sighed breathy laugh against Easton’s hand as it trailed along his jaw. “If anything, I feel like I’d bore you with all my long rants.” He snickered lightly, pressing a gentle kiss to Easton’s Wrist as he trailed his free hand along his neck and collar bone. He returned his half-sided, heavy, love-filled gaze to Easton’s. “That sounds wonderful, my dearest. So Beautifully wonderful.” He murmured, following Easton’s hand and closing his eyes as his hair was moved aside. He arched up and pressed a slow, gentle kiss to Easton’s lips, hands twining into his hair and knotting in his shirt as he pulled his beloved face closer.
Mel nodded slightly, a serene smile on his lips as the music started again, and as Mel started to speak about his family. A laugh was hidden behind his hand as Nick explained how he had broken a guitar string, Imagining him as a young child fretting over something seemingly so simple, yet so undeniably important. He pressed an open to hand to his chest, over his hear and bowed his head. “Your father is proud.” He stated softly, his carefree smile growing soft with sadness. He sent a silent prayer to the stars above, comforted in the knowledge that Nick’s father could watch his son grow for the better. His gaze snapped to Mel’s and he gave a tilt of his head. “Me?” He managed out, curiously. He grinned and regarded Mel, honey brown eyes scanning him over. “I can’t imagine myself as someone who makes anyone feel alive. If anything, I’m more of a temporary distraction.” He shrugged and glanced away, mind racing with all those he had been with. All those who had left him for some reason or another.