One at the Top, One at the Bottom

"How's your mission?" Dark asked Avery when he saw the woman enter the room where they were.

They're currently in the basement. Garrett's playroom, to be exact. The room was equipped with a computer with three monitors connected to it and some other high-tech gadgets.

"Nailed it. The package was in my car," Avery proudly answered while handing the envelope she's holding to Dark. Then she takes a look at what the others are doing.

'Lucky bastard.' She silently complained when she saw that they're just drinking, eating, laughing, playing games, and just enjoying the moment. Except for their boss, who just sits there, drinking his wine silently. What he is thinking is unknown.

"Hmm." Dark, while receiving the envelope and checking what's inside.

Upon pulling the papers inside, he just scanned them and read what was in them briefly, then dropped them on the table.

"Send it to our client and tell them to remittance their remaining balance, Avery. Garrette, this one. Send it to the one who's in charge of this case," Dark commanded them while he picked up the wine glass and sip on it slowly, savoring the bitter, sour, and sweetness of the wine.

"Got it," Avery and Garrette responded, as the others only continued what they were doing.

After ordering them, Dark walks out of the room, still holding his wine glass while occasionally sipping on it. Walking without any direction, he finds himself in the back garden, from which he can see Rami's room and Rami's antics.

"How cute." Dark unconsciously uttered.

When he noticed what he said, he was stoned. What is happening to him? This is not his usual self. Should he let Rami go so that he can go back to his usual self?

But thinking of Rami leaving, there is a little resistance he felt within his inner self. Wanting to dispel that feeling, he gulped all of the remaining wine from his glass. Yet, instead of forgetting that feeling, he recalls the kiss.

That accidental kiss.

Remembering that kiss, he doesn't know how to react or what to do. All he knew was that he didn't hate it. In fact, he wanted more, and he's ashamed because of it.

Meanwhile, Rami, because of the call from his brother, was planning what he was going to do with his remaining days at their place. Pondering what he'll do to cherish memories together with Dark. Thinking about Dark, he couldn't help but blush. He remembers the kiss again. That's his first kiss, and he kind of feels a little disappointment as he didn't really feel the kiss as it was so abrupt and, at the same time, shock that he was stoned there.

'Oh, come, that's my first kiss and their first kiss.' He lamented disappointedly.

'Don't be so joyful. That's only accidental.' His brain retorted.

'Even if it's just an accidental kiss, it's still a direct kiss.' He silently screamed.

After a while of arguing with his inner self like a madman, he finally concede defeat and just carry on with formulating on what he'll gonna do.

"Urgh! I'll just act like I always do and enjoy the remaining days with them." He says loudly while gripping his hair and using his hands when he can't think of any ways on what to do. Then, he finally let the drowsiness consume him, not knowing that his beloved was watching him from the garden, just right in front of his room.

The next day, Rami got up early to prepare breakfast. He didn't do a fancier breakfast, just an average American breakfast. He made waffles with whip cream, topped with strawberries and blueberries as the main dish. Breakfast tacos and egg muffins as side dishes. Espresso is for those who have a strong taste, and cappuccino is for those who have a lighter taste for coffee. Also, he made an avocado milkshake for his drink with lots of ice.

"Come, have your breakfast." He offered to the person who entered the kitchen. He offered a smile to the person, who was surprisingly, Dark. Dispelling his shyness and embarrassment, he smiled wider, and he offered him an espresso, hoping that Dark would like his homemade espresso.

Sitting on the table full of food, Dark received the drink, which Rami offered him without saying anything. Drinking a little, the taste of the coffee surrounds his taste buds. He could not help but take another mouthful of espresso. He has never tasted anything like this espresso in the high-end cafes and the like that they went to.

Noticing that Rami's still standing beside him.

"Won't you sit and take your fill? You made this, so you ought to," he said.

"Oh, umh, okay," Rami replied, then he nervously sat down. Making him frown.

He was about to say something when the others entered the kitchen.

'Hnn.' Dark.