Christian lay in bed, his arms gently draped around the sleeping man beside him. He turned and looked at him, his beauty was breath taking and sometimes Christian had to pinch himself to convince him it all wasn't a dream. It had been two months since they became a 'couple', able to hold hands in public, which they rarely did anyway due to Syed's hesitations about his family.

Christian sighed and turned his head to read the time from the clock on their bedside table. 4 am….

He didn't know what was wrong with him lately. He should be happier than he had ever been before but something he could place his finger on was stopping him.

Fed up, he slid his arm out from beneath his lover's body and took a second to admire the perfect vision in front of him. He got up and pulled on his jeans and a vest. He heard a whimper from behind him.

Syed must have felt his absence and began to move as if in the midst of a nightmare.

"Christian" he called softly. Christian went over and gently placed his lips upon Syed's and whispered in his ear " I love you" and with that Syed's body relaxed and his breathing fell into the steady rhythm of a happily contented man.

Christian decided to go out for a run and checking Syed was OK slipped quietly out the door.

Syed's POV

"Christian" he called playfully "Morning honey." His call was greeted by silence. "Christian?"

He opened his eyes, and as they adapted to the early morning sunshine he realised that he was in what was their empty flat.

Panic rose in his throat, where was he? Had something happened? It was a Sunday morning and Syed knew he never booked clients on a Sunday. It was their day. He rang his mobile, Jane, Roxy none of which left him any closer to finding it. He told himself to calm down. It was only ten o' clock in the morning anyway. He might have went to the Minute Mart. He was there often enough. Syed smiled a restored himself to calm. There was no point worrying. Christian was a big boy and would be home soon enough.

…

By 2 pm Syed WAS worried. He had walked the Square, rang constantly, text. He went back to their flat, sat on their bed and waited. After what seemed like a year but was in fact only 10 minutes he heard those familiar footsteps on the steps outside the flat and heard the key turn in the door. Christian entered looking slightly worse for wear but none the less drop dead gorgeous.

Syed made no movement toward him instead staring at him with a look of utter contempt.

"And where were you" He managed to keep the edge to his voice as he watched Christian set down the shopping bags.

"I went for a run. Why you miss me?" He smirked as he turned to face his boyfriend who looked at him eye brows raised.

"For four hours?"

"Sy I met some old friends and we went for lunch. I'm sorry I should have called."

Jealousy over took Syed but he calmed himself remembering he was the one who was in his bed every day "Yeah dam right you should. I'm glad you're home though" He moved toward him looked up and kissed him so softly, the familiarity making relief watch over him. "I thought for a while you had left me you know." He sighed outwardly.

Christian silenced his fear with another soft kiss.

"And" Syed said with a grin playing on his face. "I missed my morning kiss." He said and pouted like a child who hadn't got his sweets.

"Well now I'll have to take care of that" And Syed led the way toward their bed pulling Christian behind him.

…

They both lay panting, Syed lying comfortably on top of Christian. Their bodies seemed to click together like a jigsaw. The perfect match. Neither spoke for a while. They didn't need to, they knew what the other one wanted to express. Syed rolled off him and pulled on his boxers and his dressing gown. "I'll make tea"and he kissed Christian before he went to the kitchen.

"So honey I was thinking tonight what about a take out and a dirty film and me and you snuggled on the sofa?"

"Em actually Sy I was going to go out tonight."

"O well OK then where are we going?"

"No Sy just me and a couple of mates"

Syed breath in took sharply. "But Sunday…..it's our day…."

"Yeah but truth is I don't want to get stuck in a boring rut playing Mr and Mrs all the time."

He knew it he was fed up of him already. Christian had been going out a lot more now without him. Meeting up with old friends, drinking with Roxy, staying out to all hours.

"Are you not happy Christian?"

"Babe I am you know I am. I just want a change. We aren't old and past it yet. I want to go out. Have fun."

"O well I'm sorry I am not fun enough for you. You go out and get drunk and I'll stay here. Nurse you hangover and make you breakfast the next morning. Sure what else did I lose my family for?"

"Syed! You want to know the truth. I'm sick of it! Of the repetitiveness of it all! It's driving me mad. We're like a married couple."

"Would that be so bad being married to me, having no drama? I'm sorry our love isn't enough for you I really am."

"O God Syed get the violins out. I put a roof over you head. I pay for food and all you need! Why can't I have one night away from you? Your so needy smothering me, I can't breathe at all! I want a change!" He was shouting now and Syed felt as though someone had kicked him hard in the stomach.

"A change from me? He waited with baited breath.

"Sy look don't be stupid…"

"ME? Stupid are you kidding? I'm happy- I've all I wanted. If all we could ever do was lie on our bed and make love to you or watch TV with you or simply lie there with you I'd be the happiest man alive."

Christian looked at him defiantly. "So….."

Syed took a deep breath. "Look I don't want to be one of these boyfriends who needs to know where you are and who won't let you go out but I don't want you going out tonight. I want you to stay with me. Here. In our home."

"And what'll you do if I don't? Leave me? Attempt to kill yourself again?"

Syed gasped. He couldn't believe the man he loved had said that. He felt sick, winded. He wanted to cry but was so in shock.

He heard the door click behind him and knew Christian had left the tea long forgotten.

Christians POV.

He kept walking off Turpin Road. He marched straight to Roxy's new flat and banged on the door. She answered "Babe it's so good to see you. How's you? How's Syed? How's you and Syed?" She laughed. "What's wrong?" she said when Christian made no response. He could see the tears in his eyes.

"I've ruined it. I'm such a dick! I said something to Sy something I shouldn't have said."

"You had better come in then"

…..

He talked for hours with Roxy and realised how stupid he had been. He left after midnight after putting Amy to bed and walked home. He thought the flat was empty when he went in, not that he would have been surprised. But he heard Syed's rattled breath coming from the sofa. He walked over. Syed's face was tear stained and he must have cried himself to sleep as his breath had not yet steadied. He looked so beautiful, so vulnerable and it broke Christians heart to know he had caused this pain to the man he loved.

"Sy" He shook him gently "Wake up babe."

"O you're home then." His voice was laced with pain and disgust.

"Yeah I went to see Rox. Look Sy I am so sorry. I just got restless. Of course I want to spend time with you. Nothing sounds nicer than cuddling on the sofa with you. And Sy about what I said I didn't mean it. I was angry but still that's no excuse. I love you so much and the thought of one hair on you head being harmed makes me feel sick. I love you and it would kill me if…"

"It's OK. I know."

"No it's not OK. I love you and I treated appallingly. You gave up so much for me and I want to go out without you my gorgeous boyfriend. You needed time to adjust to being with me and now I need your help adjusting to being in a relationship. I have never had to care for anyone else before and it's a big change. I need your help with that."

"And I will. Of course I'll help you."

They sat in silence, a notable distance between them on the sofa. "Christian?"

"Sy?"

"Do you really think I'm needy?"

Christian smiled and took Syed's hand pulling him toward him. They clicked into place. "You need me sometimes. But that's good I like that you want me to look after you. But I need you too. So never ever do anything…..you know"

"Yeah I know.

"Sy," He raised Syed's face towards his own and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, "do you forgive me."

Syed whispered into his ear "Always."

Christian pulled him closer and they lay, their bodies entwined in silence for a long time. Christian broke their moment.

"I felt like I had to go out again. Be ogled at my some man. Dance with someone. I never dance anymore. Feel excitement. But I know now I don't need excitement, we have enough to do us for life. All I need is you. My old life was so unfulfilling and now I have the chance of a future I go and blow it"

Syed got up and went into the room and closed the door. Christian looked after him wondering what he had said. He placed his head in his hands.

Ten minutes later Syed approached wearing a tuxedo. Christian stopped and stared. Syed was breath taking…

Syed walked over, took Christians hand pulled him up. "Hello sir, I was wondering if I could have this dance."

Christian's mouth spread into a grin "Why of course."

In the middle of their apartment the two men slowly swayed their bodies against each other.

Christian heard a whisper in his ear "I know what you said was out of anger but you didn't blow our future. We are going to get a dog, have children and if I have my way have the most amazing sex ever. And if you ever want to dance we'll dance. You're not getting rid of me."

"Good."

…

They danced into the early hours and had finally collapsed and had as Syed put it the most amazing sex ever.

Christian looked at his clock…..4am. He looked at the sleeping marvel beside him and knew it was something he would never get fed up of. He moved himself closer and wrapped his arms around Syed. He heard a soft noise as Syed snuggled into Christians arms. "I thought you were sleeping Sy?"

"I was waiting for my Superman to carry me off to where all my dreams come true. Then I realised I'm here.!

He turned around in Christians arms and passionately kissed him. "I love you Christian Clarke. I love you so much and I will until they day I die."

Christian's eyes welled up and he could speak so he simply kissed him so ferociously and showed him that night in everyway possible how much he meant to him.

…

As Christian slipped off into a contented sleep in the arms of his lover he realised he was the happiest he had ever been. He loved and was loved. …..what more could a man want.