Hawaii Trip: we're at the beach but we're not swimming with the fishes

@Poppy

Despite Mikhainon not wanting to dwell, Klaus had the recent occurrences just as much on his mind, and hadn't gotten the chance to properly offer any comfort or… understanding.

There was no way he'd simply pretend it didn't happen. He was shaken up too, and was going to vent that by acting as the supportive boyfriend. Using such a thing as an excuse to express his distress was almost silly, because both routes were just as sentimental, and very telling.

Klaus watched Mikh finish his drink over at the bar, and decided to get him another one, trotting up a moment later and ordering the strongest, most colorful thing they had- which Klaus promptly forgot the name of. He put two straws in the rather large glass (it reminded him of those fancy ice cream sundaes, really, and that was delightful) and went to find Mikh.

Not that Klaus had ever lost him. He'd have to make a conscious effort to try and not be aware of his demon's presence, and even with that, it would likely end up a failed attempt. He hadn't tested this theory (and why the fuck would he want to), but it was one of those things he just knew.

Klaus quickly located Mikh in the crowd, lightly running a hand down his back, then just going ahead and curling an arm around his waist, possessive. He sipped the ridiculous and absolutely delicious drink from one of the straws, then grinned at some of the hopefuls who'd approached his love. It wasn't a nice grin, and they scattered, fleeing from the tall man with teeth a little too sharp (and lots of roses in his hair). Babies.

"Sorry, but not really, 'cause they'll return just as easily. And even if they didn't come crawlin' back, they're a common species. No real loss! Hey, I got this for you, wanna share? It's good." Klaus made a face. He was rambling.

He huffed lightly and tried again, more sincere. "Y'know, uh… you probably think you're more okay right now than you actually are. Maybe we can make it about me instead, then, as a front? I'm glad Chloe's safe. Could've given me a fucking heart attack, and the worry makes you literally sick to your stomach."

Klaus kissed his boyfriend's cheek and gave him a squeeze. He softened his voice. "Good job bringing her back, Mikh. An angry kid is better than a dead one, so. Father of the year, really."

"I love Hawaii, I should come here more often," Eliana said as she drank down her shark attack shot. It was one of the most appropriate drinks for Hawaii.

She hadn't gotten one for her date, too. The glasses were larger than a normal shot, large enough that the average person might think they were being messed with when they were told to down it all in one go. She glanced at Malvoes.

"You have to drink it all. Just, throw it down. I hope you like sweet."

Eliana bobbed her head to the music. It was these moments that Eliana wished she could get drunk. Being drunk made everything more fun.

"If I could get drunk, I'd be a functional drunk and I'd live out my days it fuzzy goodness."

With that said, Eliana laid back in the water, keeping afloat as she watched the sky. She cradled her head in her hands, which served a makeshift floaty behind her head.

"How dangerous do you think it would be to fall asleep in the ocean? On a scale of open water to Jaws?" she asked Mal.

@Malvoes Boran

@Poppy

Klaus' smile twitched with a heavy wave of sudden amusement. He was struggling not to laugh, not even a little- that would be way too offensive, and his darling was already on edge. Honestly, this was just… Mikh was being evasive as hell, and Klaus saw right through it. He could read between the lines like nobody else could when dealing with this man.

"You did well, and it was a scary experience to go through for everyone, but especially you. You don't have to agree with me out loud, I'm not expecting that. D'you know why you both agitate and push at each other so much? It's 'cause you care so fucking much. Arguments wouldn't be so heated and invested otherwise. Yeah, sounds sappy, but it's true. But, y'know, teenagers, right?"

"For all the dramatics, you're actually going through some fairly normal parenting frustrations, doll. Don't accept defeat so early on. You're both growing, and that can mean roughness, but learning. Even perfect lookin' stuff can have issues. You probably don't like the comparisons to ordinary things, but some stuff is expected for a reason."

"Ignore me and even snap a bit if you want, I can deal with it. Think about it later, though. You're not the worst father, and I'll risk your good mood toward me to say that, yes. You're a good, hip, hot dad." He kissed Mikh on the nose, lightly laughing. "I love you. Chloe does too, she's just feeling some of that similar sick to your stomach worry, and it's not gonna be fixed as fast as ours was. Sounds like fuckin' garbage, right? Now, even if you happen to be feelin' some hatred for my chattering, I'm gonna present distractions before I get in more trouble."

He leaned down, one hand cupping Mikh's face while the other carefully balanced their drink, and kissed the redhead with full, heavy and affectionate greed energy, a strong sense of extra pride and neediness creeping in. He adored sharing these things with his darling- the feelings actually washing over the other, that much more real and graspable- rather than only informing him of them.

@FoxalypticWorld

"This is my first time here, never went out of state back home before, so this is all nice to me." Mal would glance at Eli, enjoying the waters and the alcohol, her element it seemed, he was glad she was enjoying herself. He was starting to relax, even though he wasn't sure about the drink she brought him, it was a party though.

"Yeah, I enjoy sweet."He'd knock the drink back, he had a high tolerance for alcohol, he was pretty sure his body processed it better than an average human. That doesn't mean he couldn't get drunk though." You know, you're probably going to be the death of me." He'd say setting the glass down, he didn't enjoy being drunk too much, he didn't like anything that messed with his head, but once in a while wasn't too bad.

"I have been informed by the populace of a few parties and one bedroom that I am a bit of a flirtatious drunk. So, try not to get me too intoxicated my dear."

He'd join her out in the water, floating back with his extremities spread out, letting the water hold him up completely as he enjoyed the view of the sky.

"Probably more open water than anything, sharks aren't actually that dangerous, more people are lost to cows actually." Mal sharing a random and useless tidbit of knowledge.

@Malvoes Boran

"So, when you say no you really mean yes? Like, 'Eliana, don't get me drunk," really means, 'Eliana, I want to be drunk. I want to be drunk right now.' Don't you worry, Mal, I won't get you drunk."

At this, Eliana gave him a not at all subtle wink and freed her right hand from under her head to give a thumbs up. "Gotchya."

Talking about sharks just made Eliana want another shot. Mmm, shot. She cupped her free hand over her mouth as she yawned.

"Lies. I have learned from very reliable sources, shark week and Jaws, respectively, that sharks are bastards. Also, they taste delicious and the only way to destroy them is by exploding them.

"Now if we're going full on open water we have to go with a diving group and "get lost." Personally, I'm all for the idea. Being lost in the ocean is not something I've ever experienced. What I'm getting at here is, we should do it. What could go wrong?"

What could go wrong was something someone said when there were a thousand things that could go wrong. Let's be honest, Eli looked for the things that could go wrong. If it went her way, they'd be swimming with a shark right now.

"Matter of fact, I have a mental bucket list of things I want to do on this trip." She held up a finger to every item on said list. "One, steal a shit ton of those heart-shaped rocks that bring bad luck. Two, visit an active volcano and throw one of the heart-shaped rocks in it. And now three, get lost at sea."

Mal would roll his eyes, probably not that she could see it. "I think you're just trying to get me drunk to sleep with me." He'd say in an obvious joking manner.

Malvoes would sigh heavily, he wasn't entirely sure if she was joking or not.

"Plenty can go wrong at sea, some of us aren't immortal my dear, I can barely stand sunlight normally." Recalling his thorough application of sun lotion to prevent him from turning into a lobster.

He'd sigh again after her bucket list, "Why must you try and kill me?"

@FoxalypticWorld

"Like I need to get you drunk to sleep with you," Eliana said with a short bark of laughter.

She leisurely swam a small distance away from him. "Don't be so serious! I'm hardly trying to kill you. Firstly, do you actually believe in bad luck? From fuckin' heart-shaped stones? And secondly, how likely is it that the volcano will go off while we're near it? Slim. Slim chance."

Hopefully not a slim chance, that would be awesome. Eliana was routing on bad luck stone setting it off. Maybe she shouldn't bring him along. Many mistakes will be made.

Eliana submerged her head underwater to thoroughly wet her hair. Her body soon followed and in the next instant Eliana was darting around underwater, childishly doing flips and trying to remain upside down.

When she broke the surface of the water for air, she called out, "Add 'get a mermaid tail' to the bucket list!"

@Malvoes Boran

"That was the joke darling, you just have to ask."

"Well to begin with, they could have some significance, you'd think a lust demoness, with a boyfriend that manipulates reality, would have a bit more of an open mind. Secondly, the volcanoes are always active. Also, why did you say hardly trying to kill me??" He'd say the last one over exaggerated, he was almost positive that she wasn't trying to kill him literally.

Mal would adjust, so he was vertically floating on the location, watching Eli swim around. "What do you mean by that?"