"Fine, fine. Whatever. I'm out." Matty held his hands up and then came in to show Bobby he was going to tap out. "I'll be at work tomorrow, I'm gonna go for a walk. Get a beer."
Matty didn't even say bye, he just went right for the door and slammed it petulantly on the way out. Like the dickhead he felt like being today.
"Huh... he seems nice." Harry looked at the door and then looked at Sam. Damn. The kicked puppy face. "You okay, Sam?"
Sam stood there feeling like he had received a beating. He hadn't wanted to think too much about how bad it might be to come back and come across Matty, but this was worse than he'd have thought it could be. "Sorry."
He said to Harry, unsure what else to say. "He's not really like that. I swear, he's... Fuck."
Quickly, he headed for the stares and bolted up them, presumably so Harry wouldn't see him cry.
Bobby looked after him for a moment, then he shrugged and looked at Harry. "Do you want to check on him? Because I'd get it if you want to sit it out."
"I'm gonna head up." It wasn't exactly the first time he'd been at an awkward family dinner than ended in pain and upset. He just didn't want to see it on Sam's face. "Sorry about the -- the food looked good." He knew he didn't eat much but he had a fry at least. It was just hard to muster up hunger when his boyfriend was being yelled at in Spanish.
Harry headed up and then slowly opened the door, just in case Sam really didn't want him here.
"We don't have to talk about any of that, if you don't want to." Harry wasn't going to push. "But I do want to lie with you - that cool?"
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Matty didn't even say bye, he just went right for the door and slammed it petulantly on the way out. Like the dickhead he felt like being today.
"Huh... he seems nice." Harry looked at the door and then looked at Sam. Damn. The kicked puppy face. "You okay, Sam?"
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He said to Harry, unsure what else to say. "He's not really like that. I swear, he's... Fuck."
Quickly, he headed for the stares and bolted up them, presumably so Harry wouldn't see him cry.
Bobby looked after him for a moment, then he shrugged and looked at Harry. "Do you want to check on him? Because I'd get it if you want to sit it out."
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Harry headed up and then slowly opened the door, just in case Sam really didn't want him here.
"We don't have to talk about any of that, if you don't want to." Harry wasn't going to push. "But I do want to lie with you - that cool?"