Bucky sighed in mild objection, but let the matter drop. It wasn’t worth getting into a fight over.
The flight was uneventful, besides a few sidelong glances in Wade’s direction at his scars, despite that they were much, much better than…
Wade was tossing something from his pockets to seagulls. Were those cat treats? Either way, he was being swarmed and taking pictures and happy as a lark. “This was the best freaking idea! Bucky, you are a genius!”
He laughed. “Babe, if you keep that up, they won’t leave us alone all week. The birds can fend for themselves, I don’t want them following us to our cabana.” He chided lightheartedly.
Their private cabana was an airy little hut that was half bedroom, half luxurious bathroom, and a tiny kitchenette and fridge tucked into a corner. The bed was massive, the bathroom all bright porcelain and a huge inset tub and shower.
Wade went right for the bed, stretching out across it. “This is the life, Buck… can we just stay here forever? Can we live here? …. I’m rich, we could so live here.”
He chuckled at Wade flopped onto the bed. “If we stayed all the time, it would lose its charm. But I agree that we should come here maybe once a year in the winter to just get away. Would you really want to get rid of our nice little apartment in that crappy neighborhood?”
It wasn’t very nice, but it was the truth. They had made the place a home, but it was still in kind of a slummy neighborhood.
He thought about it. “You know, any other time I wouldn’t said no. But, I mean… Maybe. As long as it’s us two, we can have a home anywhere. We could find somewhere better. He rolled onto his side to look at him. “Would you want to move? If we could?”
He considered for a moment. “Maybe. It’s not like it’s something we have to decide right NOW. Vacation now. Life changes later.” He stated with a grin as he flopped onto the bed next to Wade. He winced the tiniest bit, still a touch sore from what they’d done that morning.
Wade wiggled his way closer and snuggled into him. “Alright. It can wait.” He didn’t really wanna wait, though. If they went back, he wouldn’t want to leave. But out here, where things were better and his head was clear… well, clearer…