#cxe

That is why Christian is currently being dragged into a scented hell by an overexcited Eric – because Christian is an idiot whose dick gains control over his entire brain whenever Eric is around.

The idea of a stark naked Eric having a soak in his bathtub doesn’t convince Christian that it’s a good idea per se, but he suddenly finds himself thinking it would not be the worst thing ever.

Which is ludicrous, if he’s honest with himself.

But then they get in the shop and Eric starts touching everything and holding stuff up so Christian can smell it – as if his nose hadn’t overdosed and called it quits the second they walked in – and, oh no, he’s cute.

So far, ever since he first met Eric, he’s wanted to do a lot of things to him: bend him over a pool table, punch his face in, train him into a good con artist, protect him, kiss the soul out of him. But this? This is the first time he’s wanted to just slip his hand in Eric’s and watch him be enthusiastic about everything around him.

God, Aria would have a field day. He can hear him in his head. Is the great Christian Nilsson getting soft for the new kid?

Eric turns to him and Christian quickly wipes the dumb, fond grin off his face.

“Look at that, oh my god this one’s a little robot!”

“What are you, five?” Christian immediately regrets his sharp tone but Eric doesn’t seem to mind, instead almost shoving the bath bomb into Christian’s face to make him smell it.

In his enthusiasm, Eric squeezes the bomb a little too hard and the robot’s head crumbles off, leaving a trail of blue dust down the front of Christian’s black button-down.

“Oh god I’m so sorry, here, lemme – ”

Eric tried to rub it off, but his hands are covered in blue dust and glitter.

“You’re just making it worse,” Christian says, his voice low and maybe a little bit fond.

He wraps his hands around Eric to still them – Eric’s fingers stutter over Christian’s chest and their eyes meet.

“God you’re a mess.” Christian shakes his head, but pulls Eric in for not exactly the kind of kiss they should be having in public.

After all, he’s always had a thing for hot messes.