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Hot sun, warm beaches– it wasn’t the way Cavendish normally spent his winter holidays, but he had a feeling he could get used to it. The waves crashed gently against the shore, and the time traveler watched with an ease from his hotel balcony that he hadn’t felt in some time. While he loved his job– and truly he did, despite the constant humiliation that came with it– it was nice to get a chance to finally stop and breathe.
Cavendish took the deep breathe he so truly deserved, before his peace was interrupted by the sound of the glass door sliding open. The older man watched with mild interest as he saw his partner come lumbering onto the balcony– one arm carrying a bucket and the other hand two glasses. Dakota waggled his brows as he nodded his head to the bucket– a wine bottle nestled safely inside, surrounded by ice.
“Ey, guess what I just ordered? I’ll give you two chances.”
“I certainly hope that wasn’t provided by room service,” Cavendish grumbled. “They overcharge for everything, and it would hardly be worth the price.”
“Don’t be a spoil sport, Cav. I paid for it out of pocket and everything.” Dakota was already opening the bottle, stepping back some as foam nearly splashed onto his sandals. “Ahhh yeah, nice and bubbly! C’mon, have a glass with. We’re celebrating!”
“Celebrating what, exactly?” Cavendish inquired, though he accepted the glass offered to him all the same.
“Us, of course!” Vinnie cried, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “We got time off, we’re having a good time. Best New Year ever!”

The older man scoffed.
“New Years Eve isn’t even until tomorrow.” Cavendish corrected. Dakota shrugged his shoulders.

“Alright, almost New Years then.” The younger man leaned against the balcony, raising his glass to his partner. “To us, buddy. Looking forward to another year by your side.”
Cavendish looked a bit hesitant, his thoughts automatically going to the eggroll event that happened a mere couple days before. But looking at the man next to him, Dakota all smiles as if their argument never happened, it was enough to let him exhale the breathe he didn’t know he was holding. In that moment he couldn’t think of any other possible future than with the ridiculous man next to him.

“To us,” Cavendish finished, clinking their glasses. “And to many more years to come.”
To @doofdaily for the MML Secret Santa– I hope you enjoy!

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Hot sun, warm beaches– it wasn’t the way Cavendish normally spent his winter holidays, but he had a feeling he could get used to it. The waves crashed gently against the shore, and the time traveler watched with an ease from his hotel balcony that he hadn’t felt in some time. While he loved his job– and truly he did, despite the constant humiliation that came with it– it was nice to get a chance to finally stop and breathe.
Cavendish took the deep breathe he so truly deserved, before his peace was interrupted by the sound of the glass door sliding open. The older man watched with mild interest as he saw his partner come lumbering onto the balcony– one arm carrying a bucket and the other hand two glasses. Dakota waggled his brows as he nodded his head to the bucket– a wine bottle nestled safely inside, surrounded by ice.
“Ey, guess what I just ordered? I’ll give you two chances.”
“I certainly hope that wasn’t provided by room service,” Cavendish grumbled. “They overcharge for everything, and it would hardly be worth the price.”
“Don’t be a spoil sport, Cav. I paid for it out of pocket and everything.” Dakota was already opening the bottle, stepping back some as foam nearly splashed onto his sandals. “Ahhh yeah, nice and bubbly! C’mon, have a glass with. We’re celebrating!”
“Celebrating what, exactly?” Cavendish inquired, though he accepted the glass offered to him all the same.
“Us, of course!” Vinnie cried, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “We got time off, we’re having a good time. Best New Year ever!”

The older man scoffed.
“New Years Eve isn’t even until tomorrow.” Cavendish corrected. Dakota shrugged his shoulders.

“Alright, almost New Years then.” The younger man leaned against the balcony, raising his glass to his partner. “To us, buddy. Looking forward to another year by your side.”
Cavendish looked a bit hesitant, his thoughts automatically going to the eggroll event that happened a mere couple days before. But looking at the man next to him, Dakota all smiles as if their argument never happened, it was enough to let him exhale the breathe he didn’t know he was holding. In that moment he couldn’t think of any other possible future than with the ridiculous man next to him.

“To us,” Cavendish finished, clinking their glasses. “And to many more years to come.”
To @doofdaily for the MML Secret Santa– I hope you enjoy!