sender kisses receiver to distract them. ( I very much came here just for Norm to give Matt kisses )
The argument was getting heated quickly, voices rising and tempers flaring. After a rigorous night between the sheets, Matthew had awoken the next morning in Norman’s bed alone. It wasn’t exactly something new; on several occasions the scientist couldn’t sleep and would go into the office at some god awful hour to work, the lawyer joining him later, checking in so to make sure he was alright and bring him coffee before retreating to his own office. But the elevator didn’t even make it to the top floor before he realized Norman’s heartbeat wasn’t in the building. Norman’s cell phone went to voicemail with every call as Friday rolled into Saturday and then Sunday, which was followed by Monday. Worried was an understatement. Several nights he had gone out in all black to try to search for any sign of Norman but came up with nothing each time.
Monday turned into Tuesday and suddenly there was the scientific genius sitting behind his desk as if he had been there all along. The argument that promptly followed was heated...explosive. Norman wouldn’t tell him where he had been or what the hell happened to him. Brushed off excuse after brushed off excuse, some playful interest in how he had been so worked up over him but with no answers - or Norman seeming like he cared - Matt found himself at his breaking point, shouting that he was done while turning to head for the door.
So caught up in his anger, the lawyer had missed the quick footsteps coming up behind him, his arm grabbed to spin him back around in time for lips to crash into his own. Fingers curled into the lapels of his suit to keep him from pulling away too soon but Matt could care less, far too entranced by the feel of his lover’s lips, something he had feared he would never feel again. He leaned into the kiss with a soft hum while his hands came up to rest on Norman’s hips with a gentle squeeze, finally breaking away to catch his breath and tenderly touched their foreheads together, reveling in just being able to touch him again.
“I missed you...I-I was so scared something happened to you...”
