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Chapter Two: Romantic Movies
There were very few things that Vince Faraday found amusing about his husband. The fact that they'd been enemies only a few months ago had something to do with it. The man's stubborn insistence on working long hours was something he could relate to, though. But this…this was ridiculous.
He leaned against the door to their shared bedroom, thick blanket wrapped around his shoulders. Either the heating had broken (unlikely, given that this was ARK Towers), or Peter was having another spat with Chess. In any case, watching his spouse trying to get out of bed once again was hilarious. And kind of pathetic too, come to think of it.
Vince sighed and pushed himself off the door, walking over to his husband's side of the bed. "Peter, what's going on?" Peter looked at him, a mutinous expression on his face.
"Piss off, Vince," Peter snapped irritably, before grabbing the tissue box again. Oh yeah. Peter was irritable and cranky when he was sick. Vince hid a smile behind his hand as the older man made a rude gesture in his direction. Really, this was just…sad.
"You're sick, aren't you?" Vince asked, finally wiping the smile off his face. Peter gave him a look that was clearly asking if he was an idiot.
"Since you're so inquisitive," Peter replied, words thick through the sinus blockage he was being forced to endure, "yes. I'm sick. Happy?"
Vince placed the back of his hand against Peter's forehead, frowning. Well, now he knew why the heat was off… "Stay right here," the former police officer ordered. He stood up and walked out of the room, shooting a look at Peter as he left. The billionaire glowered back, but obligingly flopped back against the pillows with a resigned expression.
The vigilante returned a few minutes later with a glass of orange juice and what looked like a portable DVD player tucked under one arm. He had no doubt pilfered it from his son's bedroom, as there was a perfectly good flat screen in their bedroom.
Peter raised an eyebrow as Vince set up the video player and handed him the glass of juice. "May I inquire as to what brought this on?" he asked, taking a sip of the orange juice.
"You forgot what day it is, didn't you?" Vince asked, settling onto the bed next to Peter. At the other man's inquisitive expression, he sighed. "It's Valentine's Day. Now shut up and watch the movie."
The billionaire had to agree with Chess at that point. When had their spouse gotten so pushy? (And he really was going to have to figure out where the man had gotten hold of a copy of The Princess Bride.) Oh well. At least today wasn't going to be completely wasted…
"Happy Valentine's Day," Vince whispered, pressing a kiss onto Peter's temple as the movie began playing. Peter agreed with the sentiment.
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