thekidfrombrooklyn | (no subject)

During the break, the P.A. comes to Orpheus and whispers, "The Captain wanted to know if you'd join him in the green room during the rest of the show."

"Yeah, of course," Orpheus answers, glad for a reason to extract himself from his neighbors and an excuse not to stay through the show.

She leads him off the soundstage and back to the green room, where Steve is nervously pacing once again.

Orpheus smiles when he sees Steve, heading over to him and pulling him into a hug. "You were great, lovely."

"Orpheus," Steve says with relief and wraps his arms around Orpheus's neck. "Oh, honey. Thank you."

Orpheus holds him tightly. "How are you doing?"

"Now I just have to worry about the consequences." He keeps his face buried in Orpheus's neck.

Orpheus rubs a hand slowly over Steve's back, humming softly. "Whatever they are, we'll handle them."

"I love you," Steve whispers. "I love you so much. Let's go back to the hotel."

[ooc: I think Ellen shoots in CA.]

He laughs softly, pulling back a little to kiss Steve. "All right, my love. Let's go."

Steve holds him a moment more, and then keeps an arm around him as they walk out of the studio.

"Do you want to do anything in particular while we're here?"

Orpheus leans against him, his arm winding around Steve as well. "Should we go to the beach again? Go surfing?"

"I would love to go surfing."

"All right. Surfing. Anything you want to do?"

"Hm..."

There's a car to take them back to the hotel. Steve opens the passenger door for Orpheus.

"I don't know. It seems a bit silly to go on a studio tour or to a theme park."

[ooc: Bedtime.]

Orpheus slides in with a shrug. "If it's something you want to do, we should."

[ooc: Sleep well!]

"Do you want to go to a theme park?" Steve puts to him when he's in the car.

He shrugs again. "I've never been to one."

"But do you want to go? If you want to go, we'll go."

He laughs and takes Steve's hand. "Isn't that what I just said to you?"

He shakes his head. "If I had a burning desire to go to a theme park, I would have gone to one long ago."

"You did," Steve says, nodding, "and I'm saying it back to you.

"Then let's go to the beach. I'd rather lie in the sun with you than stand in long lines all day."

"That does sound much better," Orpheus agrees. "Do you think we can find one that isn't crowded?"

"I don't know--the last time I went to the beach here was 1943."

He leans forward and asks the driver, "Can you recommend a beach that isn't too crowded?"

"I like Cabrillo," the driver says. "Or Hermosa. They're not too overcrowded with tourists, most of the time."

Orpheus nods, smiling. "Thank you," he says to the driver.

"So, hotel and then beach?"

"Yes," Steve says. "Yes, please." He smiles at Orpheus and takes his hand.