Leaning against the balcony railing of his hotel room, Match let out a sigh as he looked out at the sight that stretched out before him. It was a clear and pristine view of the sunrise as it bled out over the sparkling expanse of sea, reds and oranges and pinks reflected across the crisp blue surface as far as the eye could see. The colors shimmered and shined with each ebb and flow of the waves as they lapped at the warm sandy beach before him. He couldn’t help but close his eyes in this moment and stand completely still as he soaked in those early rays of sunlight on his skin and breathed in deep the salty sea air as it flowed in on a breeze.             Thad hadn’t been exaggerating when he had said that an early morning overlooking the ocean would be absolutely breathtaking. Match was certain he could have stood there forever taking in the sights and the sounds and relishing in the peace of the moment. It was just too bad that he was here enjoying this moment alone. That this nice view and even nicer room was the product of business and not pleasure. If it had been pleasure, he would have had Thad by his side that was for sure.             He opened his eyes and let out another sigh. But it wasn’t. And Thad wasn’t here with him either.             At least he had this view and this nice room, and it was all for himself. Some might call that a good trade off, a nice perk to the job, but Match wasn’t certain of that in the least when it took him so far away from home and from Thad for so long. But he was needed close on hand for this latest mission according to Waller. He had to be here. He was half of their muscle. Their Kryptonian. A passable substitute when you wanted Superman on the team. At least she had sprung for some nice rooms for the Squad to keep them quiet and content before the mission started.             He twisted the gold ring on his finger.             Still this sight would have absolutely been better with Thad here with him. They could have laid out on the beach all day, swam in the ocean, checked out the city and the local cuisine too, and, and, and he was doing it again. He just couldn’t help how easily his thoughts strayed to his husband who was halfway across the world. They’d only been married for a few short months but all he wanted nowadays was just to be with him. To experience life and what may come together. But this job with the Suicide Squad had taken him away from him again and so soon too. He let out a huff and a sigh that made his shoulders sink.             He must have seemed like a goddamn overgrown puppy-dog with the way he was sighing and sulking away while in paradise, but…he just missed him so bad.             Was Thad missing him like he was? Was he alright on his own?             …Of course he was.             This was Thad he was talking about. The same man who had stayed busy in his underground lab for a week to build a fully functional mechanical body for Craydl to pilot along with all sorts of secondary components like weapons and defensive mechanisms and more.             When he had asked him why, Thad responded easily with a nonchalant shrug, ‘Just for fun.’             Match let out a chuckle and shook his head at the memory. Of course, his husband would be more than okay. If he was still up, then he was probably lost in some project right now. Muttering beneath his breath his own thoughts to himself, unaware he was doing it, or talking to Craydl, collaborating and conspiring with the technoplasmic AI on their latest project.             His chest filled with warmth at the thought of him. All he wanted was to hear his heartbeat and its familiar rhythm. He needed that familiar sound he had grown so used to listening to in the dead of night as they slept in their home and in their bed as they laid wound around one another, to settle himself and set his mind at ease.             He just wanted to know that he was alright too.            A little peek wouldn't hurt.             Match closed his eyes and concentrated.