Rob lives effortlessly. Sabu has never seen anyone live like Rob does. He manages to go through each day with the same ease as the one before.
Sabu wishes he could be like that, calm and serene, but he can�t. So he relishes in the chance to be close to Rob, soaks in the lazy smiles and amused chuckles. Rob is blindingly beautiful. Sabu will never admit it, but he�s had dreams of being like Rob. There have also been nightmares, frightening dreams of his darkness consuming Rob, ruining him.
He�s considered leaving, but cannot. Rob is his never-setting sun.
2.
�Relax, Sabu, you�re being a grouch again.�
Sabu glares, as he always does. He cannot help but give a contented sigh as Rob nuzzles his neck. Dark eyes close in bliss for just a second, before giving Rob a silent warning. There�s no one around, but Sabu speaks up anyway.
�Not here, Rob. Not now.�
A soft chuckle against Sabu�s neck, then Rob retreats, his lips curled upwards in a smile.
�No problem,� Rob whispers, the amused sparkle in his eyes captivating Sabu.
It�s exquisite, so very beautiful, the way Rob deals with his moods. Sabu hopes he�ll never stop.
3.
It�s the small things about Rob that are beautiful. Realising this surprises Sabu, because he notices. He�s never expected himself to.
It�s the way Rob�s muscles move as he does that split-legged moonsault. The way his ponytail bounces as he jumps around in the ring. Those tiny purrs that leave him when Sabu�s hands slide through Rob�s tawny hair, the way he arches his back. Hell, it�s the way those lovely eyes of his will close the moment Sabu�s tongue finds that one spot at the back of Rob�s neck.
It�s those kinds of things that make him simply breath-taking.
4.
�Come on, Sabu, you know there was nothing wrong with that place. The lighting was great, and it had enough backroom tables for you to hide in the shadows.�
�The music was terrible,� Sabu mutters, watching as Rob rolls his eyes and checks the map for another restaurant they could afford.
�How about the first one we passed by? That place looked amazing!�
It hadn�t, but Sabu nods anyway. Rob�s excitement can mask anything. It still amazes him how Rob can see beauty in everything. For Rob, appearances don�t matter. Sabu is glad, because otherwise he wouldn�t stand a chance.
5.
There�s a twinkle in Rob�s eyes as his hands go places they�re not supposed to go. A flash of heat surges through Sabu, not at all unpleasant, but he grunts in admonishment anyway. He always does. Rob�s hands return to the table, brushing Sabu�s before grabbing a cup of coffee.
The pleased smile on his partner�s lips only adds to the man�s beauty, Sabu decides. He�s gorgeous.
Sabu looks him in the eye, catches the obvious adoration. Rob�s beauty must rub off on people, because there are times when the way Rob looks at him makes even Sabu feel beautiful.