Gūnther's Bunk

I laughed and ruffled his hair."We can go together. And then we could have lunch out or something"

"That sounds perfect, Andrew." He mused while he closed his eyes. "Hey can you go a little lower? By back really is sore.

"Kay kay"I replied and nodded, knowing he could see me, as I moved my hands a bit lower and pressed down before starting to rub on the knots there

The son of Veritas let out a deep moan, feeling the pressure on his back. "I haven't had a good message in five, years." He said with a light chuckle.

"Back home, I got one almost each day. Mom insisted on me training from a young age so it was needed to ease the strain from the untrained muscles. That's where I learnt."I informed him and grinned

"Well aren't you lucky?" He asked in a mumble. "My father stuided law and was barely around."

"I guess some could call me lucky. I don't."I mumbled back

"Yeah I forgot about your childhood." He rolled his eyes and arched his back, stretching.

"It's not as awesome as it sounds."I replied as I let go of him and laid down on my side

"I realize that now, Andrew." He stated, leaning over his boyfriend.

I sighed and closed my eyes."We could go visit the mansion, if you'd like. It's all mine now, so..."

"Wait, you have a mansion? Now way!" He exclaimed.

"My mom was one of the 5 richest people in the world, of course I do. And a helicopter we could use to get there. And a few other houses we could go to if you don't like France"I informed him and grinned

Gunther's eyes grew big as he crawled over Andrew's body, resting over him. "When can we leave?!"

I laughed at the eagerness of the young man before me and ruffled his hair."Even now, if you want. You don't have to pack, we'll get new clothes there. And we have a training field so you can practice there"

He chuckled and buried his head in his face. "You're simply amazing...but you're still an idiot." He teased.

"Hey!"I whined and shoved him back.

He chuckled and nippled on his ear. "What?"

I purred and tried to half-heartedly push him away. "I'm not an idiot"

He took his hands in his and forced them over his head, staring down into his eyes. "Yes you are, but in a good way."

I blushed and lowered my gaze."There's no good way to be an idiot"I mumbled

He rolled his eyes and kissed him gently. "Okay, I'm sorry."

I gave him a sad smile and bit my bottom lip nervously."Am I..... Am I too stupid for you?"I asked shyly

He shook his head slowly. "No, no. You're not to stupid for me, Andrew."

"Am I inferior of you? Am I not catering to your mental needs correctly?"I continued, ignoring him, as I started to tear up