Paul smiled, too wide and too sharp and oh so lovely, and then kissed him on the cheek as he praised Gabriel's idea.  It made his heart sing, both to know Paul was happy with him and to hope to have Paul to himself all day...  Selfish, very selfish, but Gabriel wasn't above being entitled when it came to such a rare opportunity.<br/><br/>Another kiss, this one on his forehead, and Gabriel watched Paul get out of bed-- they had both slept naked since the start, it simplified things, made for easy access as they both desired.  Gabriel's eyes lit onto the perfect little birthmark on Paul's hip; it disappeared beneath the man's robe, and then Paul had left the room.  Gabriel lay there for a few more seconds to enjoy the gentle thrill of anticipation for the day, and then he too arose.<br/><br/>Gabriel ran his fingers through his hair, brushed the sleep from his eyes, and put on his own robe-- a simple white one, as draping and bright as any angel's in any painting.  He did not close the front, let there be a sliver of flesh showing through the open fabric, and he did not wear any slippers.  Gabriel liked to feel the floor beneath his bare feet.  He grabbed his own phone, tucked into the pocket of his robe, and padded quietly after Paul.<br/><br/>The apartment was beautiful to Gabriel, though others may have had a hard time determining how they felt about it: structurally, it was hard and cold, sharp-edged with its glass and steel and concrete, like a prison, but it was filled with opulent, extravegant pieces of art and design, gold leaf and vibrant colors, luxury in excessive amounts.  The moment Gabriel had seen it, he had been intensely delighted; it felt like the perfect place for him, and he was happy to be an addition to Paul's collection of beautiful things.<br/><br/>He wandered to the kitchen, steps near silent on the stone, like a spectre floating through the room.  The windows let in the pre-dawn light, flooding the space with its subtle blueness, just on the edge of turning pink as the sun continued its steady climb.  It was gorgeous, to look down at the city and feel a million miles away from it all, so safe and secure in Paul's fortress.<br/><br/>Gabriel peered down at the streets below, not minding the vertigo-inducing drop, then roamed over to where Paul was, simply watching him make coffee as if it were the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen.  But of course, everything Paul did was fascinating, and Gabriel had never been awake to see him in the morning like this.