Gently Light

"So, how have things been between you two?" Rio asks casually, putting his arm around my shoulders to hug me again, as he has been doing all day. Kingsley gives us a curious look, "Do you guys still fight all the time like I remember?”

"I wish. We're so busy lately we don't even have time to fight anymore,” he says with a pout and drops his body to the left to fully lay on the couch. God, this guy. His every move is so graceful.

I don't know if I want to punch him or be him. Probably the latter.

We politely chat with King for a while until his phone rings with a call and Rio takes advantage of that to start moving our stuff into a room.

It's much smaller than our room at the hotel, but it's okay. The bed is big, there's furniture and it's perfectly decorated like the rest of the apartment, as if they hired a professional to do it.

I plop down on the bed while Rio starts taking out his things to put them in the closet or on the dresser. When he's done with his stuff he proceeds with