Ihvon sat against the other man, taking a soft sip from the tankard. The fire gently crackled before them, creating a soothing atmosphere, the night sky littered with stars.

Shifting, Maksim rested his arm around him. They both broke into a slight giggle at some joke being told.

The pair had been waiting for a break. With the stresses of the world, it felt nice to just -- sit down. To forget the world for a bit and relax into the softness of the evening.