Marco was aware of him standing there, but he said nothing, simply let Felix have his moment, whatever it was about. He was learning that loving someone meant also to give them space to be themselves. It was a whole new experience for him, not so much the space giving but also existing in that same space while giving space.

When Felix spoke up, he glanced at him with a smile, popping a cucumber slice into his mouth and winked with pleased amusement. "More clothes for me to take off of you later," he teased with a warm laughter.

He moved two chairs beside each other and put down plates, then fussed over to pour coffee. "Sit, eat. Your stomach sounds like it's trying to carve a hole inside you."

Steaming mug would appear beside Felix's elbow when he took a seat and Marco would lean down to press a kiss to his temple. "This place looks nice. Peaceful."