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It's just about evening time in the studio, and more people keep coming in, wandering about the place, loud voices, loud noises.
Sammy tried to escape to his sanctuary, but he was too late... It was too loud to play his song, and too crowded to get in unnoticed.
He stands uneasy as guests Joey invited start walking around his workspace. Luckily his stand and desk were already cleared and locked away.
It didn't get rid of the anxiety and discomfort rising deep within him though. When the place started to seem empty, it felt like more came flooding in.
Sammy tried to hide away in the corner, watching the crowd. But the room was hot and stuffy. He was tense... Sweating... But he did his best to keep his composure... Trying to maintain that poker face his always wore.
But he clearly didn't hide his discomfort good enough... Walking through the crowd nervously was Henry with two cups of ice water.
Henry stepped over to Sammy and handed him a cup, clearly feeling the heat of the room. Henry was about to start a conversation before realizing it would be pointless against the crowd of loud noises...
Instead Henry waved his hand at Sammy to have him follow behind. The soft smile on his face quickly had Sammy in a trance. Following the artist through the crowd as he politely excused his way through.
The two arrived upstairs, heading where Sammy assumed to be Henry's desk... But Henry lead them elsewhere. Turning his head to make sure the musician was still behind him, Henry snuck off away from the crowd.
Going through a few foreign halls to the musician, the two stopped at a door.
Henry pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked it, pulling the musician inside as he shut the door behind them.
Sammy, looking confused started to speak the first words between the two tonight.
"Henry, what-"
He was quickly cut off by a reassuring Henry.
"Shhh. It's alright. Just sit down and relax."
Henry calmly replied to the confused and nervous musician. Taking slow steps closer as he held Sammy's hand. Calmly giving a small squeeze as his thumb ran over the tough knuckles.
Henry looked into the eyes of his overwhelmed Lover. Seeing the panic of the man slowly soften. Henry leads him to a chair to sit down, promptly sitting to Sammy with their hands still connected.
Sammy starts feeling relief... It was quiet... The room was cool... The noise of Henry's soft breathing next to him. The heat from the soft artist's hand comforting him.
His breathing slowed, he stopped tensing, his body cooled down. Sammy looked back into the eyes of his lover. Seeing that affectionate look meant only for him. The soft brown eyes with hazel sparkles like stars in the night sky.
Sammy leaned on his partner's shoulder. Lightly cuddling the smaller artist as they sat together. Sammy's eyes closing with a deep breath as a relieved 'thank you' left his lips.
Sammy softly spoke again.
"You know, this is why I love you."
A small chuckle left the animator's lips. A noise that sounded better than music to the musician's ears.
Henry responded.
"I'm sure you love me for many other things, the same way I love everything about you."
The artist placed a small kiss on the musician's head. Leaving the musician with rosey cheeks at his partner's caring affection.
Henry spoke again.
"Do you wanna stay in here until everyone leaves?"
Sammy responded.
"Is that possible? Won't Joey catch us?"
Henry replied.
"Not if I'm the only one with a key to this room."
Sammy responded more calmly.
"That's fine with me then. A few hours in here with you is better than anything."
Henry responded with a chuckle.
"I wouldn't want it any other way. Joey will be too busy to look for us anyway. Too busy being a showman. We'll be safe in here."
Sammy responded with a yawn.
"I love you."
Henry smiled.
"I love you, too... Now why don't you get some rest while you can? It's only a matter of time before you'll be working again."
Sammy responded in a whiny sarcastic voice.
"Ugh. Don't remind me."
Henry chuckled.
"Come on. There's a bed in there corner."
Henry slowly stood, helping his overtired partner to the nearby bed. Laying him down comfortably before joining. The two snuggled together as the musician slowly started to fall asleep.
Happily wrapped in his lover's arms. The soft noise of the artist's heartbeat against his ear. Soft hands stroking his hair and rubbing his back.
Everything was just right...
The night slowly went silent as Henry too fell asleep. Both losing track of time in their slumber.
Guests left, the studio was soon empty. No one besides the two lovers sleeping in the hidden room. Enjoying the peace of their company...
END.