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Tony sat on the floor, back leaning against their bedroom door. “Stephen, would you please talk to me?”
Silence.
“I thought it was a fun argument,” Tony went on. “I didn’t realize you were actually getting upset, I swear. I didn’t take it seriously because it was a movie, but clearly you—”
The door abruptly swung open, dumping Tony onto his back. He looked up at a scowling Stephen. “The movie is not the point,” he said, clipped. “The argument wasn’t the point. You weren’t listening to me. Whatever conversation you were having, it had nothing to do with what I was saying.”
Tony opened his mouth to argue and realized that he… actually couldn’t quote any of Stephen’s arguments. “I didn’t even realize,” he said, wincing a little. Worst excuse ever, but it was true. “Let me make it up to you?”
Stephen pursed his lips. “You’re lucky I missed you this week,” he muttered, stepping back so that Tony could climb to his feet.
“I missed you, too,” Tony said. Carefully, he leaned in for a kiss. Fortunately, Stephen allowed it.
When he was done, Tony swore to himself, Stephen would feel the absolute focus of his attention.