"Spa day!"
Soft sunlight filtered into the apartment. Clovis was snoring softly, his light blonde hair splayed across the pillow messily. He didnt stir, nor did he wake.. until his boyfriend got home from shopping.
"Spa day!" Mitchell sqealed loudly, practically jumping on top of Clovis.
Clovis grumbled and opened his eyes. "..wh..what?" He said sleepily.
"Spa day. Oh, love, you promised we could have a pamper day soon." Mitchell whined.
Clovis rolled over to properly face Mitchell and sat up slightly. "..I forgot about that."
Mitchell pouted in response.
"Come on, come on," Mitchell urged, pulling Clovis off the bed with a grunt.
"I'm up—" Clovis yawned and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.
Mitchell scoffed and put his hand to Clovis' back. "Finally."
The son of Aphrodite led his partner through the home, over to the bathroom. The bathroom was all a light pink color— towels, bathmats, tiles, hell, even the damn hottub was a peach color.
Matching red robes hung up on the wall next to the towels, one embroidered with Mitchell's initials, the other with Clovis'. The shower just next to the hottub had a seating area made of marble, a rainfall showerhead above it.
Products like conditioner, shampoo, body wash, lotion, face wash, and some some types of shower foam lined up on a small shelf on a windowsill that overlooked New York City.
All the supplies were scented with strawberries, or roses. Mitchell's favorite. Clovis didnt fuss over what bodywash they shared, he liked Mitchell's scent anyway.
Clovis leaned against the wall as Mitchell turned on the water in the hottub and shower. His eyes fluttered shut for a second, trying to awaken himself more.
Mitchell hummed happily, setting up the towels and pulling the robes from the walls. He handed Clovis the according robe and grinned at him. The child of Love put his own robe on the sink counter and ran off to the kitchen to get Rose wine, which they always had during their "pamper days".
Clovis sighed contently and stripped his clothes, disgarding them into a laundry hamper in the corner of the room, then putting the robe over his body and tying it. He sat on the edge of the hottub and waited till Mitchell returned.
Moments later, the two were sat in the hottub together. Mitchell ranted and shared gossip he'd overheard at work, Clovis listened and gave advice. The wine glasses sat off to the side now, the two young men pressed together. Mitchell ran his fingers through Clovis' hair.
"It's messy," He commented idly.
The son of Hypnos shrugged at his partner's slight critisism. "It's always messy. You know this, Mitchie."
"Hmph. You should brush it more." Mitchell murmered, kissing Clovis' cheek, his lips lingering on his face.
"Never awake to do so, darling." Clovis smiled softly and closed his eyes.
They sat together contently. They washed eachother's hair in the shower after some time, drank more wine, and spent about an hour together in the bathroom. After, they got dressed again. Clovis returned to their shared bed and hid himself under the quilt, smiling and feeling flushed. Mitchell watched TV for a bit, scrolled social media, then got ready for work and left the building.