Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

(here: https://www.notebook.ai/forum/general-chat/introduce-yourself/page-128#post_2748755)

(yup!)

(I'm not in the mood to write smut write now lol, so we can do a fade to black)

(um. . . we'll see?)

(OH XD it would be my turn lol)

The next morning, Tristan wakes up with only a mild headache and a feeling of extreme accomplishment and happiness.

He was in bed, that much was for sure, but he couldn't remember exactly when he'd gone to bed.

After all, he'd been up for most of the night with Lucas.

He slowly slips out of bed and stretches, feeling the sun hit his body and groaning slightly as he deepens the stretch.

Tristan starts to hum quietly as he goes through his bags, finding some clean clothes and putting them on before grabbing his running shoes, slipping them on.

He goes over to Tristan and kisse's his cheek - the only part of his face that he could really see - before stepping away, grabbing his keys and going on his usual run.

(Alright!)

Tristan returns about 20 minutes later, sweaty and panting slightly.

He pulls off his shoes and steps into the bathroom to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, Tristan steps out of the bathroom and walks over to his bags, grabbing some clean boxers and shorts.

(Alright!)

Tristan turns, hearing Lucas roll over, and smiles.

"Yup. What other ass looks this fine?" he jokes.

"Nevermind." Tristan chuckles, straightening and pulling his underwear, then pants, on.

"I doubt it. Genetics gave my this ass. And I've been training it, too." Tristan grins.

"People tell me all the time assuming I can see it." Tristan replies jokingly.