Ironically enough Dante had never truly set foot inside of an aquarium. He’d never been the type, not even as a child, to entertain himself with animals of any kind. Today was a treat and a treasure, as was any time spent with Frankie. Just as he rounded the corner, car parked a short distance away, he laid eyes on the other. A smirk instantly dressed his face as he grew closer, “As I you, sweet Frankie.” he responded with a bite of his lower lip. Dante stood back quietly, watching and admiring at his own pace while Frankie seemed to ponder over thoughts and words. The display was not unfamiliar to him, but he did enjoy the face of focus that took over his dear companion, as if they had far more to say than they allowed themselves to speak.
He didn’t feel the need to fill in the packed silence between them, allowing his gaze to speak for itself because words simply didn’t compare. With a chuckle, Dante followed, reaching down to grab Frankie’s hand and bringing it towards his lips where he planted a kiss right inside their palm. “How are you, darling?” Dante asked, falling into step as they entered the building, “I must admit, this is a first for me.” He let his eyes wander around the place, the smell of fish and dew already thick in the air. “I’m not sure what I’m most excited for, the sharks or you.” Dante turned back to face Frankie, ready to deliver his own compliment now that he’s fully drunk him in. “Although, with how good you look, I fear the sharks don’t stand a chance.”
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