monty hasn’t given much thought to the idea that his and aaron’s setup could be seen as somewhat --- intimate. they’ve both had a long day, but monty is taking it particularly hard: tense instead of tired, quicker than usual to offer a biting remark.
they’re on their bus. aaron is laying down behind him, lazily working the knots out of his back with his fingers, the heel of his palm, his fingers ----
‘ mm. sorry. ’ he opens his eyes and locks ‘em with those of their interviewer. ‘ could you repeat the question? ’
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