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“Please, be careful, we can sweep up the rest. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.” His voice was much gentler with Sam than it had been with his father. There was no sign of the anger that had been under the surface just minutes ago, it having left along with Samuel. Now he was just tired and guilty after everything that had happened.
“Sam, you are doing a good job. What your father thinks shouldn’t matter anymore. It only matters what you think and how you feel.” Benedict had never been good at comforting other people. Expressing emotions made him very uncomfortable but he wanted to help Sam. “It’s my fault that your father acted the way he did towards you. I should have just kept my mouth shut and played along, then he wouldn’t have gotten upset. None of this would have happened if I would have done that, and I’m sorry.”
Sam stood and threw the glass into the trashcan, shaking hands going to his face in an attempt to wipe away his tears. He shook his head at Benedict’s words, blowing his nose into a tissue before bending back down in front of his husband. “If… if you ever had any problems… I want to be good at this. And I want to be a good husband. And you are… so good to me. You’re more than I could have hoped for. I want to be that for you.” Sam said, feeling vulnerable, and he wrapped his arms around himself, unable to meet Benedict’s eyes. “Do you promise that you’d tell me?”
“...I’m not sure what you mean by problems.” Benedict didn’t answer Sam’s question. It was partially because he genuinely didn’t know how, he wasn’t sure what his husband meant. But it was also partially because he knew that regardless of what Sam meant, it would be a promise he couldn’t keep. He’d never been particularly good at expressing himself or his emotions and he didn’t want to make a promise if he knew he couldn’t keep it.
“But, Sam, listen, you’re already a good husband. You don’t have to change anything or try harder or do whatever else it is you’re thinking about. I mean, I can’t do even half the things that you do to take care of me and our home.” It was true, business was Benedict’s strong suit, household chores were a mystery to him. He would be lost completely without Sam.