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"Good, then I'll grab the bubble bath and get started creating the most relaxing atmosphere I can without the effect of wine." Drinking back the whole glass of water, he grabbed a small bag from under the kitchen sink, then started for the bathroom. "It might take a while, so don't come in. Meanwhile, what do you want for dinner?" He stopped beside the Texan, setting a hand on his hip.

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Lock laughed, sounding pretty genuine but it was anyone's guess if it really was. "You sure? I don't mind cooking for you if you want me to," he said, his hand slipping into his pocket.

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Lock almost stepped closer to insist on helping, but decided against it. He needed to let Ethan do something on his own. With a small nod, the blonde walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him and getting to work creating the best atmosphere he could.
About thirty minutes later, the Korean walked out of the bathroom, victorious in his efforts to make the bathtub into a hot tub of warm paradise. He looked around, calling Ethan's name before walking into the kitchen. "Dinner almost ready?" he asked.

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He raised a hand, walking over to the couch and leaning on the back of it. "All ready and waiting for us," he said. "It should stay warm for another hour or so, but God knows how long those bubbles will last. How fast do you think you can stuff meatballs into your mouth?" Lock tried not to chuckle at what he'd said, wanting to seem a little mature for once.

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It was hard to be romantic on a deadline, but Lock had done harder things before. After a moment of thought, the blonde nodded and reached to tug off his own shirt. "Alright then, come on. Before the water gets too cold." He offered a smile, then whistled for Clementine to scurry to her little bed in their bedroom.

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The bathroom was illuminated only by electronic tea-lights that Lock had ordered in bulk since Ethan had that habit of being the clumsiest being in existence. He touched a button on the iHome by the sink, the plinky-plunky relaxing music echoing through the room as he made his way into the tub. However, before Lock could take off his pants, he caught sight of Ethan's body, still very much affected by the attack. He sharply inhaled, looking away as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them, then got into the water. He tried not to let his anger show on his face, pushing through the bubble to sit on his knees in front of Ethan. "Come here," he requested as calmly as he could, opening his arms for Ethan and trying not to let his frustration about the attack affect their relaxing time together.

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He was silent for a moment, wrapping his arms around Ethan and not looking at him. "It's just," he started, pausing before continuing. "You're one of the most important people in my life, Ethan. When you're weak, I'm supposed to be the one to hold your hand, to love you through everything. I'm supposed to protect you. But every time I see your body, I'm reminded of how I failed you." His thumb brushed near a faded bruise. "You would never have suffered if I hadn't been such a naive idiot." Lock finally looked down at Ethan, the anger in his eyes turning into desolation. "You would never have been in pain if I had protected you like I was supposed to."