Another long day and Craig's exhausted, his neck and shoulders gripped by steady, throbbing pain. He's asked another slightly embarrassing question and unconsciously gives the expected laugh but just stops himself from protectively curling over his knees, tugging at his hair.
What he needs is a good meal, a long hot bath and David. Not necessarily in that order.
David would massage the tension away, ease any lingering stress with only his voice, his warm smile. For just a moment he lets himself drift away from the stage and into the arms of his lover. Soon, he promises, very soon.