Ansel nodded quietly at Lucio's suggestion, his face stoic as he gathered his belongings. "Yes, I think you're right. The campus could potentially be risky, at least for now. I have no doubt things will settle soon enough, though." The professor cleared his throat as he stood, ensuring Lucio had all his things before he ushered the younger man out the door. "Yes, I'm familiar with the place. It has been a short while since I've been to Navy Pier but I remember the way well. Shall we?" Ansel offered Lucio a weak smile as he held the door open for him, following him quickly and locking the office door behind them before moving on. He led the way out of the building toward the closest parking structure where his beloved Mercedes was located, waiting for them. The walk from the office to the car was short and silent, Ansel still trying to recover from his unfavorable realization of Lucio's activities today. He couldn't help but wonder what greasy sloth had managed to get his hands on his precious Lucio, who could have polluted him so thoroughly?<br/><br/>The car wasn't alone in the lot, surrounded by a number of other vehicles from professors who were also staying a bit late. Although Ansel's vehicle wasn't particularly flashy, it was certainly sleek, and the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fst.motortrend.com%2Fuploads%2Fsites%2F5%2F2014%2F06%2F2015-Mercedes-Benz-CLS-Class-side-front-view-parked.jpg&amp;hash=09fc2a0e4cfe26409b32b6b5feac487d" href="http://st.motortrend.com/uploads/sites/5/2014/06/2015-Mercedes-Benz-CLS-Class-side-front-view-parked.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">nicest looking vehicle</a>currently in the lot. Ansel unlocked the door as the approached and moved to open the passenger side down, waiting patiently for Lucio to get inside before moving around to the driver's seat. The interior of the Mercedes was a sweet cream leather, soft, comfortable and impeccably clean. Ansel made a point of getting the care detailed at least once a month, with a thorough interior vacuuming at the end of every week. Unsurprisingly, the car spoke loudly about Ansel's desire for perfection, his need of having all of his things look, smell and feel<i>just right.</i><br/><br/>As Ansel pulled out onto the road, a song came onto the sound system,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DhPhqGmtEfYI&amp;hash=24ede768d2160e9793b994f5694fc34b" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPhqGmtEfYI" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">a haunting melody</a>sung by a man with a breathy voice. It was different than what Ansel usually listened to, slower and sadder, but whenever he heard it he couldn't help but think of Lucio and the way the young man pulled at his heart, even when he wasn't around. The song reminded him that he was falling painfully, hurtfully in love, even though he refused to say it.<br/><br/>During the drive, Ansel's feelings had settled, enough that Ansel spared a quick glance at his beauty next to him. The windows were open as they raced down the street to the pier, the rippling water looming in the distance. Ansel couldn't help but awe at the way Lucio's loose golden strands danced with the air, making him look like his own sweet Adonis. The professor smiled and reached over, taking Lucio's hand into his.<br/><br/>When they reached the pier, Ansel turned to Lucio and pressed a gentle kiss to the man's smooth cheek. He exited the vehicle and walked over to the passenger's side to open Lucio's door. "Lead the way, love," he said gently, momentarily forgiving Lucio for his transgressions. For now, Lucio was his, and he didn't want the memory of another to ruin these few precious moments.