The two set about finishing up their morning routine after their rather tantalizing shower experience. Lucio, dressing again (now with the addition of wet hair), and Ansel, a towel tied around his waist, quickly brushed his teeth, combed back his hair and ran through it with some pomade, and applied some deodorant to his underarms. Typically Ansel would have taken the time to run a small comb through his beard and trim off any stray hairs, but Lucio was waiting for him and Ansel didn't see the need, especially as they were spending the weekend virtually alone. Once a simplified version of his morning ritual had been completed, Ansel dressed in a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F59%2Fd4%2Fb8%2F59d4b8503edbca744506b2ec751e42aa.jpg&amp;hash=1faacf6efca4ac669ead53272337630b" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/59/d4/b8/59d4b8503edbca744506b2ec751e42aa.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">simple outfit</a>that seemed fitting for the cool morning air. He collected his wallet, still intent on spending every dollar he had on Lucio even though he knew the younger man wouldn't be happy about it, and followed Lucio outside.<br/><br/>The young man was in the car when Ansel arrived, which seemed fitting as Lucio was already aware of how to get to the store. It was meant to be a quick trip, with a small cafe detour, so Ansel didn't question the decision as he climbed into the passenger's seat and pulled on his seatbelt. As he looked over at his lover, damp hair tied into a casual knot, clothes flatteringly hanging off of his lean form, Ansel couldn't help but let out the smallest of sighs. It seemed no matter how often Ansel stared, Lucio still looked to be the most stunning creature Ansel had set his eyes on. He briefly wondered what he could have done to earn such a dazzling beau, what good he could have put into the world to receive someone so precious in his life, but after only a few moments he tossed those thoughts aside. It was foolish to think there was some outside power gifting Lucio to him for any perceived good deeds, it was even insulting to think that he was owed Lucio in some way. It was a coincidence that brought them together, Lucio's determination for a good grade if he wanted to be more specific. The fact that Lucio seemed to enjoy him was perhaps luck, if such a thing existed. Either way, Ansel didn't want to question it. It was what it was, and he was immensely grateful for it.<br/><br/>Ansel placed his hand on Lucio's thigh as the car started up and they headed out on their way. Driving along with Lucio was calming, as usual, as it seemed like both men enjoyed being out on the road. The professor watched as endless pockets of trees sped by the BMW's window, a beautiful blending of colors that bled into one another as the car zoomed on. "Did you have an idea for what you wanted to buy, darling?" he asked, his fingers dancing along Lucio's inner thigh as he spoke. "Any meals you wanted to enjoy, or are we just playing this by ear?"