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Matt is as excited as a kid on Christmas morning. He calls, "Come on, Simon! We don't want to miss our flight."
Simon smiles affectionately, "Calm down, Babe. We have plenty of time. You're really looking forward to this vacation, aren't you?"
Matt responds enthusiastically, "I really am. I'm ready for a vacation for just the two of us. I love skiing, too, even if I have only tried it once."
"Yeah, you picked it up really fast. You're a quick learner for a boy from Texas," Simon teases, giving Matt a peck on his cheek. "I'm looking forward to spending some time with you, too."
Matt puts his hand proprietarily on Simon's ass. He adds, "Well, we don't have to ski all the time."
"Mmm, Aspen's such a romantic town and we can soak in the hot tub at the resort and sit by the fire," imagines Simon.
"Later on, we'll conspire, as we dream, by the fire...." warbles Matt. "Walking in a Winter Wonderland."
"Come on, Perry Como, I'm all ready. Let's go before we really are late," urges Simon cheerfully.
Matt falls asleep with his head resting comfortably on Simon's shoulder during the plane flight. When they arrive in Denver, Simon gently wakes him. Matt exclaims, "Wow, that was a short flight!"
Simon laughs and flexes his arm. "It was for you anyway. I've lost the feeling in this arm."
Matt gives him a little punch. "Okay, now we go get on the small plane to take us to Aspen, right? Oh look, it's snowing!"
A woman overhears him and then recognizes him. She tells her friend excitedly, "Hey look, it's Matt Bomer."
Matt smiles and stops to give a few autographs. When they get to their gate, there is a photographer hanging around in hopes of catching some celebrities flying through to Aspen. He snaps some photos as he calls out, "Hey, Matt, hey Simon. Look over here."
Matt flashes them a quick smile and Simon steers him to the line to get on the plane. While they're standing there, they hear the photographer shout, "Tim DeKay. A picture please?"
Matt whirls around to see Tim and his wife getting into line behind them. He gasps, "Tim! Hey, are you two going to Aspen, too?"
Tim gives him a slightly chagrined smile and says, "Uh, yeah, we are. I didn't expect to see you, Matt."
Tim's wife, Elisa, smiles and she and Simon greet each other as Matt kisses her cheek and then Tim's. She gushes, "Oh, won't this be fun? Where are you staying?"
Tim and Simon look uncomfortable as they discover that both couples are planning a romantic weekend without their kids and they are all staying at the same resort.
Elisa is oblivious and Matt is pleased. He enthuses, "Oh, this will be fun! We can have dinner together. Elisa, are you a good skier?"
Tim says proudly, "She's a real expert. I can hardly keep up with her."
"Oh, I guess I'm the only beginner then. I just learned last year," Matt laughs. "I think I might try snowboarding this time."
Tim teases, "I hear that's what all the kids do. Grownups prefer skiing."
"You know me." Matt retorts with a grin. "My motto is 'Never grow up.'"
"Come on, Peter Pan, let's get on the airplane," Simon suggests.
The flight is short and they have to stay seated because the snow is creating some turbulence. When they arrive, Simon and Matt head straight to a waiting limo, having arranged in advance for their luggage to be delivered to them.
Matt calls out, "Hey Tim, want to share a ride?"
When they are all settled in the car, Simon opens a bottle of champagne and pours them each a glass. He proposes a toast, "To a fun and relaxing weekend."
They all clink their glasses and Simon wraps a possessive arm around Matt's shoulder and squeezes him fondly. Matt is excitedly looking out the window at the falling snow. He enthuses, "Oh, isn't it pretty! Just look at it!"
Elisa says, "Mmm, fresh powder for skiing, too. That's a treat."
Tim is uncharacteristically quiet during the ride and looks vaguely uncomfortable, but only Simon notices it. By the time they arrive at the resort, Matt and Elisa have made plans for all of them to have dinner together.
When they get out of the limo, Matt dances around delightedly in the snow and the others all chuckle watching how excited he is.
Simon and Tim register and pick up their room keys while Matt and Elisa pick up trail maps for the ski slope. They discover that their suites are down the same hallway a few rooms apart.
They split up to wait for their luggage so they can get ready for dinner. Matt walks around checking out the luxurious suite. He says enthusiastically, "Can you believe Tim and Elisa are here, too?"
Simon frowns, "Yeah, that is a surprise, to me at least."
Matt looks shocked, "What? You think I arranged for them to be here? I certainly did not."
"Maybe you mentioned on the phone that we were spending this weekend here," Simon pouts.
"No, I did not! I have not even talked to Tim on the phone for a long time. I've been so busy. Life has been crazy. You know that. It's why we came out here, Simon," Matt insists.
"So we could have a romantic weekend alone, just the two of us, remember?" Simon complains, "You were sure quick to arrange for us to have dinner with them."
Matt responds quietly, "I haven't seen my friends in a long time. I just want to catch up on things."
Simon says nastily, "Can't you catch up on the phone; or are you too busy doing something else?"
Matt looks stung, "That was a mean remark, Simon. If you don't want to have dinner with them, we won't. You can call and tell them."
"No, no, I'm sorry, Matty. I just let myself feel threatened. I'm sorry I accused you," Simon soothes. "Of course we'll have dinner with Tim and Elisa. Just try not to flirt too much. Okay?"
Matt puts his arm around Simon and hugs him. He promises, "I'll try. I guess it depends on what you call flirting. If you're going to be jealous, we just won't go. I don't want our weekend to be ruined."
"No, you're right. I'm being unreasonable. We're not going to let anything spoil our weekend together," Simon assures him.
"Okay," Matt replies. He walks over and looks out the window and suggests, "Simon, we have lots of time before dinner. Let's go for a little walk in the snow!"
Simon smiles, "You know what? You go and I'll stay here and get us unpacked."
Matt agrees a little reluctantly. He strolls out the door of the hotel and starts to take look around. Before long, Tim comes up behind him and says, "Hey stranger. Taking a walk?"
Matt asks suspiciously, "Yeah, what are you doing out here?"
Tim looks a little hurt, but he explains, "Elisa is unpacking and she suggested I come down to get some air, meaning out of her way."
Matt asks, "You didn't know I was down here? That's not why you came out?"
"Nope. Sorry I'm interrupting your walk," Tim says irritably. "I'll just go back inside and sit by the fire."
Matt feels conflicted because Tim is hurt and Matt would love to go for a walk with him, but if Simon finds out, he'll never believe they didn't arrange to meet outside and he'll be upset. He calls, "Tim! Wait. I'm sorry. First Simon was suspicious of me; now I'm suspicious of you; now you're annoyed at me. It's enough. We're all here to have a good time."
Tim looks puzzled. "What is everybody so suspicious about?"
Matt looks down. Snowflakes cling to his lashes and Tim smiles at how sweet he looks. Matt asks pointedly, "What do you think everyone is so tense about? Well, at least you and Simon were when we got here. Me. Me and you. Sex."
"Oh whoa," Tim objects, "I did not come down here to search for you so we could slip off and have sex, Matt."
"I know," Matt says quietly. "I realize that now." He bends down and picks up a little snow and looks at Tim with sparkling eyes. "Isn't this wonderful stuff?"
Tim picks up a handful and starts making a snow ball. Matt squeals and runs, saying, "Oh no, I'm not getting into a snowball fight with a guy who plays baseball."
Tim runs after him and catches him. Matt laughs as Tim stuffs some snow down his collar. He wrenches out of Tim's grip and turns around to face him. Tim is looking at him with so much love and desire. Matt feels magnetically drawn to kiss him.
They are kissing with passion when they hear Simon's cutting voice behind them. "Oh," he says bitterly. "I came down to take a walk with you, Matt, but I see you've already found someone."
Matt runs to him, crying, "No, no, Simon. Wait. It's not what you think. We just met up a few minutes ago by accident and we started playing in the snow."
"And then you decided to make out right out here where anyone could see you and snap a picture," Simon admonishes. "You knew I was feeling threatened by Tim being here; yet you went right to him and started kissing him. What am I supposed to think?"
Tim walks over to them and confesses, "It was my fault. I didn't expect to find you down here when I came outside, Matty, but I was thrilled to see you. This is fucked up. It's not fair to any of us. I'm going to go up and tell Elisa not to unpack. We'll leave and go somewhere else."
"No," Simon says grudgingly. "Don't spoil your weekend because of us. We should all be able to be adult about this."
Simon and Tim both look at Matt and he feels confused and upset. "All this is because of me. I'm so sorry. I love you both, but I'm married to Simon. Tim, I'll have to stay away from you."
Tim nods sadly, "Yeah, I guess that's the best thing to do. I'm sorry too. I'd never try to cause any trouble between you two. I'm married, too, you know."
Simon says self consciously, "Do you think we could have this conversation privately. I don't want see a tabloid headline screaming, "Matt Bomer's husband and former costar fight over him at Aspen resort."
Matt giggles, "That would just give the fans something to obsess over. I thought we came here because they provide privacy for their guests."
"They do limit the paparazzi, but they can't control the other guests. Anyway, no reason to conduct all our business out here in the cold," Simon explains.
"Conducting business? Is that what we're doing?" Tim looks at them incredulously. "Well, I'm done."
Simon turns to Matt guiltily and apologizes, "Well, I made a mess of that, didn't I? I shouldn't have gone ballistic over a kiss. I came out here to find you and apologize for being so suspicious earlier, and now I've really made things even worse. I'm sorry, Matty."
Matt looks up at him shyly, "Well, you did kind of find us kissing. I didn't mean to. He was chasing me with a snowball. We were just playing and then it just happened. I'm sorry, too.
Simon puts his arm around him and draws him in for a kiss on the cheek. He sighs, "Babe, you are just naturally as affectionate as a puppy, and you have about the same ability for self control. The thing is, I know about you and Tim, and I don't really mind. I mean, I understand. It's just that this weekend was supposed to be special for us, Matty. I don't want to share you with anyone."
Matt leans against him, entwining their hands and reassures, "You don't have to share me. I'm not planning to have sex with Tim."
"I know you aren't planning it, Babe, but I'm afraid it might just happen," anguishes Simon.
Matt turns to face him. "Maybe we should go somewhere else. Tim offered to leave, but you told him not to."
"No, that's ridiculous. We're all adults here. We should be able to handle this. I'll try not to be such a jealous fool," Simon promises. He kisses Matt romantically and says fiercely, "You're mine, Matthew Bomer!"
Matt shivers and suggests, "Why don't we take this upstairs then. I'm getting cold anyway."
Simon keeps his arm firmly around Matt's shoulders all the way to their room. He kisses Matt again and looks sincerely into his eyes. He says intensely, "I love you so much. You are my precious husband, my partner, my life."
Matt kisses him back and vows, "I don't love anyone as much as I love you. I never will. We're going to spend our whole lives together."
Down the hall, Tim is sitting morosely on his bed listening to Elisa chatter. He feels so conflicted. He suggests, "Elisa, I was thinking we might want to move to a different resort. It's awkward being here with Matt and Simon."
She whirls around and exclaims, "What?! How is it awkward, Tim? Are you still in love with Matt? I thought all that was over now."
"It is," Tim says miserably. "I thought it was. Oh, I don't know. I just saw Matt downstairs and we started playing in the snow and I just had to kiss him. Simon came down and saw us and he was pissed."
Elisa says coldly, "I wonder why. Maybe he doesn't want to share his husband with someone else."
"I know, and I know you don't want to either. You shouldn't have to," admits Tim. He goes to her and tries to kiss her, but she doesn't return his affection.
She asks, "Are we still having dinner with them? That should be fun."
"I'll beg off. I'll say we're tired from the trip," Tim suggests.
"Oh no you're not! You are going to control yourself, Tim DeKay, and so is Matt Bomer. We're all good friends. That's all," Elisa says sternly. Tim nods glumly.
A similar conversation is taking place in the other couple's room. Matt offers, "Simon, we don't have to eat dinner with Tim and Elisa. We can just cancel our reservation."
Simon replies, "No, we're all friends. I may even ask the manager to photograph the four of us having a good time together. That will help quell any rumors about you and Tim."
Matt sighs, "Ah yes, the ever important public relations. Well, I'm going to take a hot shower then."
Simon watches appreciatively as Matt casually strips off his clothes. The sight of Matt's perfectly sculpted body never fails to arouse him. He smiles, "I'm coming in there with you, Babe."