After their quick round, Noah took Michael to the bathroom where they had their last bath together. This time, it was really the last time.
"I made a reservation." Noah said as he helped Michael dry his hair.
"Huh? How were you able to make a reservation? Today's Christmas." Michael said.
Usually, everywhere would be booked.
As soon as Michael said that and saw Noah's smile, realizing he wasn't a normal person, he turned his face away and said,
"I shouldn't have asked."
Noah laughed and then wrapped his arms around him.
"It's alright." He said. "I didn't use my identity to make a reservation, so it's not that if that's what you're thinking about."
He kissed Michael's cheek and Michael held his arm.
"Then, how were you able to make the reservation?" He asked but his lips were sealed by Noah's. He just couldn't stop himself from kissing Michael.
