"Kevin, are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Conner."

"It's just that... you're kind of tearing up."

"It's...all fine."

Conner eyed his boyfriend carefully. He was looking through a photo album that he'd re-discovered. He had been perfectly fine, talking quietly to Conner about each photo. He had then become suddenly gone silent, and Conner was beginning to worry at the teary-eyes expression that had come over his beautiful face.

"Kevin, you're freaking me out." Conner told him, going over to him and putting an arm around him.

"It's just..." Kevin looked up at Conner. "I just found the pictures from when I went to Orlando."

Conner stared at him a moment.

Seriously?

"Oh, Kevin." Conner laughed. "You're not crying over Orlando, are you?"

"Yes, I'm crying over Orlando, Conner." Kevin replied. "Don't judge me."

"You're so sweet!" Conner smiled.

"Well, it's just that it was my very favourite place ever. I had so much fun and everyone was so nice! God, I want to go back to Orlando, Conner."

"Alright, Kevin, calm down."

"But Orlando! Orlando, Conner!"

Conner smiled again at Kevin's passion for Orlando. He had never got quite this bad when he had talked about it previously, but apparently visual stimulus made it much worse.

"Kevin," Conner tried to comfort him, "don't worry. Orlando isn't going anywhere. You'll go back some day. It's not as though it's on the other side of the world from where you live. I understand."

"No." Kevin shook his head stubbornly. "No, you don't understand, Conner!" He stared straight into his boyfriend's eyes, tears streaming down his face. "It's just... Orlando."

"Kev, come on." Conner smiled. "This is not a life or death situation. You don't need to cry over it."

"'We met, it seems, such a short time ago.'"

"Kevin, are you singing?"

"'You looked at me - needing me so.'"

"What is this song?"

"'Yet from your sadness,'"

"Kevin.

"'Our happiness grew. And I found out I needed you too.'"

"Kevin, please." Conner begged his boyfriend as he continued to sing in his despair.

"'I remember how we used to play. I recall those rainy days.'"

"What is this even from?"

"'The fire's glow that kept us warm. And now I find - we're both alone.'"

"Wow, this is depressing. Is it Disney? This is Disney, isn't it?"

"'Goodbye may seem forever.'"

"Oh, now I understand why you're singing it."

"Farewell is like the end. But in my heart is a memory. And there you'll always be.'"

"Your singing is beautiful when you cry, Kev."

"'Goodbye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end. But in my heart is a memory. And there you'll always be.'"

Kevin went silent, sobbing quietly to himself. Conner put a comforting hand on his back and waited a moment.

"Done?" he asked. Kevin nodded.

"Yeah." he whispered.

"Would you like me to make you a coffee?"

"Yes, please."

"Do you also want to watch a Disney film?"

"Yeah, that'd be nice."

Conner smiled and kissed the top of Kevin's head comfortingly, closing the photo album in his hands. Kevin sat very still, calming down after his little emotional outburst.

"You will go back to Orlando someday, Kevin." Conner assured him. "We'll go together."

"Okay." Kevin smiled, still somewhat tearful. Conner stroked a hand through his hair, then went off to make him some coffee.

It was always difficult to calm Kevin down when he started talking about Orlando, especially when it got to be depressing for him, but that was just who he was. It was what he loved. Besides, Conner had cried over a lot of musicals he loved passionately in the past, so he couldn't complain about Kevin's little habit.

And he wouldn't have had him any other way.