Rex blew air like a fucking horse at Naomi, looking offended, “Pffffffhh, I am not drunk!” He snapped, reaching to adjust his bangs some and straighten out his uniform, “...It's a free freaking trip to the hotsprings, what's they're to even worry about?” Carlo argued, giving his girlfriend a look that begged to think she was being stupid about this.

The soldier took a step forward and hooked an arm around her waist, pulling her towards the resort that wasn't to far off, “...You don't want to make up for the last time we were here? We wont have anything to be shy 'bout this time...” He flirted with a grin as they walked.

As they got closer, they'd start to notice that the resort was rather...festive looking; Bright lights and plenty of chattering voices and laughter totally brought on the notion of a party. Maybe this couples competition was actually a pretty big deal? “...You think I was bein' serious 'bout all that crap?” Rex swatted the air dismissively with the hand away from his lady, “Fuck that competition! I just said that to get the tickets and go anyways...”

Rex's cocky expression exploded into worry and despair when Naomi put him on the spot about just how they were going to get inside. Sharp teeth snarled out in distaste and he frowned heavily, “...You fuck'n serious?” He muttered lowly, eyeing her closely as she moved to toy his face with her hands, his already flushed red face was probably getting even hotter...

Their noses rubbed together and the odd sensation left Carlo closing his eyes and flinching briefly before he relaxed and just accepted the grave he'd dug for himself. Even after her sweet little kiss to his lips he continued to grimace with annoyance, sweat collected at a cheek as she'd latched a leash around his neck and pulled him tightly along.

“S-shut up! D-don't call me stuff like that!” He hissed back, pet names and baby talking his lover weren't his thing to say the least. Though when she offered to let him remove her towel later, and all the possibilities that trailed with that, how the hell was he going to say no. Before falling any further in her trap Rex pulled himself away with a few awkward steps and looked away, hand reaching to scratch the hair behind his ponytail with another scoff.

“F-fine...Whatever...It can't be that hard.” Carlo agreed hesitantly, tilting a look over his shoulder on the woman, “Damn quick way to ruin my buzz...Now come on, we're almost there...” He fussed. When they finally reached the doors of the resort there would be a young man there with a digital notepad, giving the couple a wide smile as he dipped his head in greeting, “Well hello you two love birds! Come to join in on the fun? We're just about to get started...Can I see your ticket?” He asked brightly.

Rex just stood there with an awkward and fake smile on his face, knowing full well Naomi was probably milking some cheese from him at this moment. He'd keep a few teeth bit into the side of his tongue to keep his cool, and let his lover trade off the ticket. “Lovely! The contest will be starting with an introduction of sorts in the main hall, first impressions are quite important, so do your best!” And with that the man moved to the side to let them in....

Inside the main hall they'd spot rows of chairs lined up in front of a small stage with several lights broadcasting attention to it. At it's side there was a line of couples...wearing nothing more than bathing suits! This was the kind of introduction that guy was talking about?! Rex's brow flinched with anxiety as he scanned the scene, noticing a few boxy looking changing rooms he assumed they could find something to wear in...

It was a good thing Rex was still a little intoxicated or he would of lost his shit by now. When Naomi grabbed his hands and swung his arms lightly he remained limp like some kind of obedient doll, awkward smile plastered to his face. His gaze flinched when she kissed him, sharp blues flicking to a side, “T-take your time dear...” He muttered hesitantly, swallowing the stomach ache he was giving himself.

What a fucking mess this was going to be. At least Rex got a bit of a break as he slipped into a changing room, leaning against the door as it was locked behind him with a deep breath, gaze tilted downwards on the clothing he'd be forced into. Luckily there was a pair of black and red swim trunks that fit his bad ass persona rather perfectly.

When he got out of the changing room he was met with a group of girls who were outside of the competition and merely enjoying it's display as they laughed and giggled at the blonde haired man. Carlo's in game body was a lot like his own; Well built and well toned, but not so muscly that it offset his figure.

Those complex tattoos on his arms were in full view, and even tangled some into his chest. He tried to wiggle himself past the women as they gossiped about his looks, giving them a fake smile, “Ah...excuse me.” He muttered before finally catching Naomi not to far off in her own bathing suit.

She looked great, but that was nothing new. Rex probably would've gotten a nose bleed had he not already seen what was hiding beneath her skimpy bathing suit nights prior to this event. He took her side, hand at her waist as he seemed flustered to be put on display like this.

“You..seriously wanna do stuff like this for a living?” He whispered towards her ear as they lined up to take the stage after a few other couples.

Rex's tunnel vision was good for at least one thing; Paying attention to his girlfriend. Even with the hustle and bustle around them as they waited to be put on display, he'd focused entirely on Naomi, eyes slightly wide with envy and respect. Her earnest desire to be a model was an attractive link in the chain she'd wrapped around the soldier's neck, “I don't think so.” He fought, giving her a serious expression before it faded into an honest smirk, “...I think getting shot at is less nerve wracking than this...” The compliment was met with a small hint of red in his cheeks before he shifted his attention on the couples who went on stage in front of them.

It was a pretty generic introduction, all you had to do was walk out there and look good for a few seconds, and talk a little about yourselves before being put back on the sidelines. Obviously Naomi probably wasn't going to have any trouble with it, but Rex was freaking out on what the hell he should even say.

Sure enough before he felt confident in his own answers, they were forced out on the stage. Rex would follow Papi's lead, hoping the woman had a plan to not make him look like a total idiot out there. “A rather mature looking couple we have here! I like this dark flair between the two of you!” The announcer teased from the side, “Tell us about yourselves!”

Rex gave a sideways look to Naomi, standing with his back straight and forcing as much confidence as he could from his ego. He'd let the woman go first, tagging along with whatever she had to say, and the only thing he could muster for himself was, “I...Ah—Am the leader of a guild...” He rambled in a tough and stubborn tone.

Sure enough because of Naomi's smooth presence and sexy interactions with Rex, they'd get plenty of cheers and whistles from the audience. She was the perfect counter to the soldier's rough and tough persona, standing there with a hand reached to scratch the hair behind his ponytail, a bit of a flex in his arm showing off his strength.

His girlfriend's hold did lighten his anxiety just a bit, but when she traced fingers on his chest he had to fight from losing it. Public affection was one of the worst endeavors you could put poor Carlo though; Romance was a very private thing! Luckily before he lost his cool, they were moved back in line with the couples that had finished presenting and he could breath easy....

“Wow...you really fucking nailed it out there...That was awesome...” He complimented lowly with a bit of sweat at his cheek as he breathed again. They knew enough about each other to be a couple, but there was still plenty of questions and quirks about her that Rex was still learning. It was only now that he actually had a moment to process what she'd said to everyone on stage. He hadn't even really considered that time being his..confession, but in reality it had been.

It was awkward having a bad moment turn out to be such a good thing later. A small frown had drifted on the man's lips before the final couple finished their display and they could move on to the next event. The Announcer once again took center stage, holding out a hand to usher in someone else from the back of the stage behind the curtains.

“Alright folks! Now we'll get right to this year's Cutest Couples Contest!!” There was a pause for cheering and applause before he continued, “And we all know what's the foundation for a long lasting relationship and obviously a must for anyone hoping to win the contest!” A couple of employees came from the back holding a table with a strange machine on it.

The machine was squared and had a giant pink and glowing heart on it's top with two lights on either side. It was placed dead center on the stage, along with a couple of chairs at it's side, the lights dimmed and either chair was put in a spotlight for dramatic effect. “Love! What is a romance without such a thing? This truth machine will tell if a person is truly in love with someone, or if their compassion is a shallow reality!”

Rex felt his heart dip down into his stomach, poor guy probably went as pale as a ghost when he heard what was coming next. He froze with a wide stare on the stage as if they were walking into some kind of electric chair for the death sentence. They hadn't been dating long enough to even talk about something like that!...Fuck!

“No time to waste! Let's see how our first couple does!” The Announcer demanded as a young and very hesitant man and woman approached the chairs to take a seat. The audience was insanely quiet beside a few whispering gossips and fidgeted movements, what tension! “Alright young lady, do you truly love the man who's sitting before you? With all your heart?” The Announcer asked as he stepped behind the machine and looked towards the female seated with her hands in her bare lap.

With a flush of embarrassment on her cheeks she nodded her head quickly, eyes locked to the ground, “Y-yes...I do!” She rambled with a cracked voice of anxiety. Sure enough the machine sprang to life, jingling with energy before a green light flickered on. “It's real! Now...what about you, sir? Do you love this woman the same?” The Announcer now had his attention on the male.

The guy gulped before taking a breath and looking towards the machine, “I do!” He snapped with whatever confidence he could muster. Again the machine jingled with energy before...A red light flickered on with a buzzing sound. The audience instantly exploded in groans of disbelief and boos, making the already depressing scene ten times worse.

The young girl sitting across from the man blankly stared towards her boyfriend like a deer in headlights before she wailed in heart ache and bolted from the stage. Of course the dude got up and chased right after her, calling her name as to try and stop her. “Ohhh! What a horrible start! What a shame—They looked so cute together too!” The Announcer fussed with disappointment before looking to the other couples, “...If anyone is thinking about dropping out, now's the time! So who's next?”

A few of the couples standing around Rex and Naomi would instantly dip their heads and retreat off stage, far to scared to face the machine's harsh truths. The soldier gulped as he could barely get even a corner of his gaze on his girlfriend, “Y-you know..we can back out...R-right?” He whispered pleadingly.

Seriously what kind of fucked up event was this? But in all honesty neither Naomi or Rex should have been surprised by this game's cruel turn out; This entire game was full of nothing but malice and unpleasant turn of events! Rex still felt every beat of his heart, but luckily his girlfriend was there to bail him out of the mishap that was probably about to occur with a warm hug.

He swallowed, “Ah—it's cool...And yeah...sure.” He seemed very hesitant with his answer to the woman's talk of how, if ever, they'd approach the topic of love. Nobody could blame the woman for taking a quick exit on such a dicey gambling like that. Carlo was pulled along lazily, flicking a gaze over his shoulder at the chairs and contest one last time before they'd get off stage...

Ironically that might have been the only chance he'd ever get to know if he really did love or not. Time wasn't on a soldier's side, and he'd never really been with anyone long enough to know what compassion and deep feelings even were. So hopefully this retreat wouldn't end up being something either of them intensely regretted in the future...

The show went on, and without them thankfully. Rex was stirred right out of his buzz, and was acting like a totally different person. They probably wouldn't even make it out of the lobby before one of the employees approached them with a troubled look, “Hey you two..I honestly don't blame you for bailing on that, I think it's kinda sick...” She commented with a hand raised to her mouth as to hide her whispering tone before she pulled away with a sigh.

“B-but...We can't let you stay here for free now, you know that, right?” She pleaded, dipping her head some apologetically. Naomi had taken blame for this earlier, but in reality all of this was Rex's fault. So he stepped forward, interjecting if he had to pass his girlfriend's words, “It's fine...Here...I'll pay for a night for us both--sorry.” Carlo compromised, flicking through his menus as the poor guy shoveled out quite a bit of money for a stay on such a busy night for him and his partner....

Seriously Rex had been scared into a different person! Where was the confrontational asshole who would of fought and bickered his way into a free stay? But here he was, taking the easiest route instead of causing a fuss like any other time. “Thank you, please enjoy your stay!” The employee again dipped her head before trotting off to help with the contest again.

Rex now gave a shy look towards Naomi, small frown tugging at the corner of his lips as he scratched at the back of his head, “I fucked up pretty bad, didn't I? Man...Well at least you can get a good bath out of it.” He tried to bargain with what he felt was like such a horrible mistake!