The Banes' cottage was beautiful, surrounded by bright, healthy foliage in vibrant colors. It looked perfectly picturesque sitting there among the flower beds and trees, like something out of a storybook. Ansel got out of the car and collected his and Lucio's weekend bags in addition to all of Lucio's makeup. He carried everything like a dutiful boyfriend up to the front and waited patiently as Lucio unlocked the door. When he stepped inside, Ansel was blown away by the somehow quaint but sophisticated design, the attractive colors of the rooms, the pleasantly homey feel. It almost made Ansel want to settle down, move away from the city and get a place like just like it for him and Lucio. Almost. Perhaps, someday, he could be persuaded if it was something Lucio truly desired.<br/><br/>"It's lovely, baby," he mused lightly, his gaze traveling around for a moment before settling on Lucio, the prettiest thing in the cottage. "You tell me what you want me to do, sweetness. Is there a particular bedroom I should haul everything up to? I'd also offer to irresponsibly dispose of everything onto the floor, but we got so many pretty things today that I thing that would be quite a shame if anything got jostled or damaged." He paused for a moment, raising his eyebrows as he awkwardly dug his cell phone out of his pocket.<br/><br/>"Almost forgot to post the cancellation for class tomorrow. I doubt my students would appreciate having to rouse themselves for a class that isn't in session." He fiddled with his phone for a minute, logging into his instructor's account on the university's website and making sure a cancellation notice was sent out to his students. He couldn't suppress the smile that grew on his face as he thought about the upcoming weekend. Just a few days ago, Ansel had locked himself in his apartment, bottle of whiskey in hand and downing it generously. He had been distraught, lonely and aching for Lucio's presence, genuinely wondering if he'd ever be able to hold his lover in his arms again. Things had seemed to change so quickly, so violently, but Ansel did not regret it whatsoever. A man typically interested in maintaining the status quo, Ansel had absolutely zero reservations about riding this wave with Lucio, wherever it took them. When he finished fiddling with his phone, he slipped it back into the pocket of his shorts and gave his attention over to Lucio once again.<br/><br/>"All right, I am your obedient guest. Where should I follow you to, my love?"