[For Ray]

[asher_talos]

When he wasn't possessed by the Island into thinking he was in love or being kidnapped, Asher had forgotten that being out on the boat could actually be pretty nice.

He wasn't sure where Ray was at that point, whether he was still out on the deck, the indoor sitting area, or even if he had gone overboard for that matter, though he was sure he would have heard the yelling from the bedroom if that last one were the case.

He was lying back on the foot of the bed, legs hanging over the edge and staring up through the porthole on the ceiling. He was also smoking, something he only did on the rare occasion now, having mostly broken the habit since the twins were born. Ray probably wouldn't appreciate it, which was why he hadn't simply lit up right in front of him.

After loosening his tie, Asher tucked his free hand behind his head. He wasn't sure if the peace even had half a chance of lasting the duration of their entire getaway, but he'd enjoy it for as long as it did.

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[speakscanadian]

A break was exactly what Ray needed. A change to the routine; time to think and reflect. Who knew if Asher felt the same need? At the end of the day, he was here too and for whatever his reasons, Ray was glad of the fact.

For the last few months he'd been feeling a little more melancholy than usual, so Ray was planning to put the seclusion to good use to get himself out of his funk. Piling a few more spoons of sugar into his coffee, Ray figured long naps, sunbathing and comfort-eating were good first steps on the road to recovery.

He picked up the two mugs and meandered around the boat, searching for Asher. Blowing on his drink as he reached the bedroom, he paused in the narrow doorway to observe.

"You know the sheets are gonna smell of smoke tonight..."