"Then, let’s all go together," Xavier mumbled groggily as he slowly woke up behind Dave.
His tousled hair, as usual, resembled a bird’s nest, and he looked like a lazy cat as he propped himself up, rubbing his eyes.
Despite his sleepy deanor, the suggestion made Dave perk up imdiately, his earlier horniness forgotten.
Jumping to his feet with excitent at the thought of exploring Barcelona with Hera, he was already brimming with plans to make her experience the city to its fullest.
However, his sudden movent caused Xavier to tumble off the bed with a thud, jolting him fully awake.
Xavier’s face instantly soured as he shot a glare at Dave, but Dave was too engrossed in his plans to notice the nacing aura creeping up behind him.
Without warning, Xavier playfully caught Dave in a chokehold from behind. "This is your punishnt," Xavier declared with mock seriousness.
Dave struggled to throw Xavier off, and soon the two were roughhousing on the sofa in the master bedroom.
Their antics drew laughter from Hera, who couldn’t help but smile at the lively morning.
Mornings with them were always noisy but never annoying—just full of playful energy and fun.
Even Luke and Leo chuckled as they watched the pair rolling around on the ground, Dave groaning as he found himself at a disadvantage.
anwhile, Xavier, like a mischievous cat whose tail had been stepped on, seed determined to get his playful revenge.
As the two wrestled, their loosely tied bathrobes began to shift. Rolling around on the plush carpet, Xavier’s robe slipped down from his left shoulder, exposing more of his toned fra.
He remained perched behind Dave, his arms wrapped firmly around Dave’s neck in a playful chokehold.
His legs were locked around Dave’s waist, preventing him from moving, while also pinning Dave’s legs from behind.
Dave, anwhile, gripped Xavier’s arms, struggling to break free. His bathrobe had co undone in the commotion, leaving him disheveled and revealing glimpses of his chest.
Despite the tussle, the sight of the two—flushed and tousled—radiated a strangely magnetic, almost seductive energy.
Hera couldn’t help but stare, her imagination spinning wildly.
To her, the scene resembled a live-action "Boy’s Love" romance unfolding before her eyes.
She watched, torn between laughter and a surreal sense of fascination, unable to look away from the unexpectedly intimate spectacle.
Her cheeks flushed a deep red as she blurted out, "I never thought seeing a ’Boy’s Love Romance’ in real life could be this exciting!"
Her mind was already running wild with the thought, but the mont Xavier and Dave registered her words, they both froze.
A visible shudder ran through them as they exchanged horrified glances.
Xavier imdiately released Dave and shot to his feet, rubbing his arms as though trying to brush off imaginary goosebumps.
Dave, equally appalled, grimaced and shook his head, his expression screaming disbelief. The re thought made both of them recoil.
Dave strode over to Hera, narrowing his eyes at her. "Sweetheart, your imagination is way too wild," he said, flicking her forehead gently, as if trying to snap her out of her daydream.
He almost thought he saw a hint of drool at the corner of her mouth as she stared at them with sparkling, starry-eyed enthusiasm.
Taking a cautious step back, Dave put so distance between himself and the other n in the room, clearly wary of whatever outrageous idea Hera might blurt out next.
The thought of her asking them to do sothing that could scar their ntal state made him shiver.
Leo and Luke, catching on to Dave’s concerns, exchanged knowing glances before awkwardly clearing their throats, each subtly shifting away to avoid becoming part of any potential "suggestions."
"Wifey, why don’t we get changed and head down for breakfast so we can start our sightseeing early?" Leo suggested, his tone light in an attempt to clear the air.
Without waiting for Hera’s response, he scooped her up effortlessly and carried her off the bed. Before she could protest, he nudged her gently into the bathroom.
Monts later, he handed her a set of clothes through the door, his efficiency leaving no room for argunt.
Leo glanced at the other n in the room and let out a sigh of relief.
They all looked as though they’d just narrowly escaped so impending disaster. Turning his attention to Dave and Xavier, Leo’s expression hardened slightly.
"No more roughhousing in front of her," he warned, his tone firm but teasingly ominous. "If you end up in trouble because of it, don’t expect to bail you out."
His words carried just enough weight to make his point while subtly trying to scare them into behaving.
At first, they didn’t quite understand what Hera ant by "BL" or "Boy’s Love."
However, when she ntioned romance, they began to get a vague idea of what she was implying—though not entirely.
Thankfully, they didn’t fully grasp the concept, or they might have been genuinely alard at the possibility of Hera asking them to do sothing out of the ordinary.
In truth, Hera herself had never read or seen a BL romance before.
Her knowledge ca from Athena, who enjoyed BL romances just as much as she loved traditional love stories and often shared tidbits about them.
Watching Dave and Xavier earlier had reminded Hera of those conversations, and for the first ti, she understood why Athena found BL stories so appealing.
The idea of handso n being together brought a unique kind of charm to the genre, one that seed to resonate deeply with its female readers.
Hera quickly pushed the thought from her mind, knowing that all the male leads—Leo included—were dominant alpha types who wouldn’t even entertain such notions.
Dwelling on it would only make them uncomfortable, and she figured a fleeting glimpse was more than enough.
Shaking off her wandering thoughts, she refocused and went about her routine.
After taking a shower, she dried her hair and completed a quick skincare routine with the products her bodyguard had thoughtfully prepared in the bathroom.
When she finally stepped out, she was fully dressed and ready for the day.
Waiting for her just outside were Leo, Luke, Dave, and Xavier, all impeccably dressed and looking effortlessly handso, their poised deanor a sharp contrast to the earlier playfulness.
Dave wore tailored black pants paired with a crisp dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, giving him a relaxed yet refined look.
Two buttons at the top of his shirt were undone, adding a subtle allure to his effortlessly handso appearance.
He completed the outfit with sleek black leather shoes, exuding confidence and charm.
Luke, on the other hand, radiated youthful freshness in khaki pants and a simple white polo shirt.
A sweater, casually draped over his shoulders with the sleeves tied at the front, added a touch of warmth and elegance to his look.
The soft tones of his outfit, paired with polished brown leather shoes, gave him a gentle and approachable deanor.
Xavier, true to his superstar persona, looked strikingly charismatic. He wore a black trench coat that fell just halfway his thighs, exuding an air of effortless sophistication.
Beneath it, a fitted black turtleneck clung to his fra, accentuating his porcelain-like skin and striking white-silver hair.
The sleek fabric also showcased the defined contours of his chest and abdominal muscles.
He paired the look with tailored black slacks and rugged combat boots, combining elegance with a touch of modern fashion.
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