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"Sunday afternoon there's something special. It's just like another world."
Who: Nick Hinton-Matheson and Jeff Hinton-Matheson
What: Catching up
Where: Bella Vita Galleries, Manhattan
When: Sunday afternoon
It was easy for Nick to get lost in his art, and today was no exception. He had come to the gallery on the day he was supposed to be at home to be here to give one of his commission pieces to the client, and they had been over the moon. Nick always preferred to hand his work over in person rather than through an employee, especially when the client was paying as much as this guy had because his great grandparents had been Italian and wanted Nick to paint an original piece from a childhood photograph he had. It had been one of his favourite jobs, and he was sad to see it go, but when the guy promised he would wholeheartedly be back for more, that made it all worth it.
But he had gotten distracted then and made the mistake of going into his studio for a little while. That had been hours ago, and he only thought to even check the time when he stared to feel sleepy. He grabbed his phone to check the screen and it told him it was after five. "Shit, crap!" he cursed in surprise and was just getting up off his stool from in front of his easel when Jeff came into the studio. "Shit, babe, I'm really sorry. I just got wrapped up and lost track of time. I should have been home hours ago!"
What: Catching up
Where: Bella Vita Galleries, Manhattan
When: Sunday afternoon
It was easy for Nick to get lost in his art, and today was no exception. He had come to the gallery on the day he was supposed to be at home to be here to give one of his commission pieces to the client, and they had been over the moon. Nick always preferred to hand his work over in person rather than through an employee, especially when the client was paying as much as this guy had because his great grandparents had been Italian and wanted Nick to paint an original piece from a childhood photograph he had. It had been one of his favourite jobs, and he was sad to see it go, but when the guy promised he would wholeheartedly be back for more, that made it all worth it.
But he had gotten distracted then and made the mistake of going into his studio for a little while. That had been hours ago, and he only thought to even check the time when he stared to feel sleepy. He grabbed his phone to check the screen and it told him it was after five. "Shit, crap!" he cursed in surprise and was just getting up off his stool from in front of his easel when Jeff came into the studio. "Shit, babe, I'm really sorry. I just got wrapped up and lost track of time. I should have been home hours ago!"
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Jeff couldn't argue with Nick's reasoning. They had fought tooth and nail for this little life they'd built for themselves, and this was the first time that they were truly comfortable. Nick's job was fantastic, Natalia was older and would soon be going to school, and usually, she went to bed at night and slept all night, leaving her daddies to get their much needed time together, too. This would change all of their lives, including hers, and Jeff knew that those things needed to be well taken into consideration before anything could be done that would shake them up. "Okay," Jeff replied, quietly but firmly. "Now's not the time. It isn't you're right. I really was all caught up in the cutesie side of it, and that wasn't really fair. I love you, babe. I love you, and whatever we do we need to do together, and we need to both be in it 100%. Just like when we got married, when we had Nat, when we opened the gallery. All of that stuff has worked out perfectly for us, because we've both been ready and sure." He leaned close, cupping Nick's cheek with one hand before he kissed him softly. "I love you, you know. and I do listen to you, as much as it sometimes seems like I don't." Sighing, he shook his head just a little. "Sometimes I wonder how you manage to put up with me, Nicky," he said lightly, kissing his husband's cheek. "I know I drive you crazy sometimes. I'm glad you still love me." It was a light, teasing comment, but there was some truth behind it. Jeff knew that he could be frustrating to Nick, and very often was. But they just somehow managed to work together in a way that was really special, and that Jeff couldn't imagine working with anyone else. "I feel like I could sleep for a week," he admitted, rubbing his tired eyes. He'd known the conversation was going to hit Deep and Meaningful levels, but it had gone above and beyond that, too. And that in and of itself could be tiring as fuck sometimes, when they weren't agreeing or finding common ground.
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His forehead creased a little as he watched Jeff, listening to him talk. "Are you getting cold feet about your job or something? I thought you were looking forward to working? Sorry, this has just all come out of the blue a little. I mean, to you, it probably doesn't seem like it if it's been on your mind for awhile, but it has for me, and I'm just trying to understand it. I just don't want to rush on our lives anymore or it will all pass us by and we'll never get a chance to enjoy it. And I'm tired. I really am. I feel like I haven't stopped in a very long time. I feel like I need a vacation or something. Anything. Even my fingers hurt from all the art lately. Pray to god I'm not contracting early onset arthritis or something. But seriously, how long as it been since we had sex? I can't even remember. That's embarrassing." He stretched his muscles in his back, stretching up to loosen them. "I'm going to treat myself to a bath tonight."
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"No," he said with a shake of his head. "No, it's not that I'm nervous about the job, or working or anything. I'm sure that my job's going to be great. It's an amazing cause, and I'm honored for the chance to work there. It's just... It's the whole baby thing... I want that again one day. I do understand what you're saying though. I do. We're just getting to a point where we can slow down a little and enjoy everything we worked so hard for together... And Nat's happy, healthy, safe... All the things that we hoped and prayed she would be." He paused, listening to Nick, and nodded. "We could do with a vacation. And more sex for sure." He paused, taking a long look at his husband. "What say you wait until I tuck Nat into bed tonight, and let me have that bath with you?" It really had been far, far too long since they'd really gotten their romance on, and they needed it before it was too late and they were one of those couples who slept in separate rooms or something awful like that. Their relationship and their daughter were the most important things in their lives. And there was only so much for most important before something got bumped by something else. And when Nick put it that way, it didn't seem like the end of the world not to have another kid right now anyway.