"This must be artificial light," Daniel comments as he waves a hand over the rays flowing through the curtain.
Behind him, over the bed, Noe finishes drying his hair and shimmies into one of the jumpsuits that Abebe provided them the night before.
"Even though we're underground, it feels homier than the other city-states," Noe walks over to Daniel and embraces him from behind, lacing his hands around Daniel's bare stomach. Judging by how Daniel so languidly remained uncovered after taking a shower, Noe asks, "Do you want me to dress you?" Noe leans in and lays soft kisses on the crook of Daniel's neck.
"Clothes are so restricting," Daniel complains.
"Oh, I know," Noe grumbles, swaying them left and right while running his fingers along Daniel's hips. "Nonetheless, I won't have anyone else getting a look at the sanctity of your hips." Noe moves his hands over Daniel's stomach, "Or your curvy belly button."
