Finally Phoenix and Kyle
Kyle smiled when Phoenix spoke about him making his week. “Well you are making mine too” he paused. “And you are far from a crappy boyfriend, Phoenix. You are busy, I need to understand that…can I ask you something though?” He paused again. “Why work so many jobs? You have the part on Escape, and that will help you with your music with all the publicity we get. Why keep working night shifts at S&M? I also have money too..If you really need more money, I am more than happy to give you mine” He waited for a response from his boyfriend.
Phoenix sighed, leaning his head against Kyle's when his boyfriend asked about the jobs. "It's not about the money, Kyle, and I don't need your money... I want to take care of you, and taking your hard-earned money would be counter-productive to that. You earned it, so it's yours to spend." Leaning in, he pressed a soft kiss to Kyle's cheek before continuing. "I do Escape because it pays well and gives me a platform to launch my music career more easily... but S&M... that was my first real job, the first I didn't just do once in a blue moon to have enough money for a hotel room... That was the job that took me off the street, the job to put a roof over my head, the job that made it possible for me to get a record deal, the job where I met you. It's the job I do because I love it, because I need music to live... if I give it up, I feel like I'm giving up part of me, like I'm betraying myself and everything I gained from working there." Hesitating for a moment, Phoenix slipped his fingers underneath Kyle's shirt, running his thumb over the skin he reached. "But... if you want me to quit... I'll do it. I'd do anything for you, babe. Anything to make you happy."
