My Darling Lies Over the Ocean (YouTubers AU)

3. Forgiveness is a choice.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me," Jack says loudly to himself, watching Felix standing over at the far end of the bar chatting with a pretty brunette. His husband has always been a flirt, and years ago Jack would have just laughed off him hitting on someone right in front of him. Even part of Jack would have found it hot. Now though, it was just another reason to make sure that the STD tests stay as frequent as the oil changes to their cars.

Felix is just able to catch the angry blue eyes of the Irishman and cut the conversation with Julia short for the evening. The Swede takes a moment to wave down the bartender, who is also very cute, to ask him to send a glass of the finest whiskey available to the grumpy brunette at the third barstool from the end.

"On second thought, just keep the drinks coming. His glass shouldn't stay empty tonight," Felix whispers, placing a fifty dollar bill into the young man's palm. The bartender winks and scurries off. Felix smiles at Jack and finishes his own drink, a severely dry gin and tonic, and heads over to sit down once Jack has the first of the many promised whiskeys in hand.

"Your face is going to freeze like that," Felix jokes, making the same grimace that looks a bit too exact for Jack to find funny.

"Are you going to try to fuck everyone on this boat, or just the ones who get shitfaced in this bar on the first night?" Jack asks, taking a long swig from his glass.

"First of all," Felix answers smoothly, "it would be impossible to fuck all thirty eight people in this bar, even if I had a start earlier in the day. Secondly, only twelve are good looking to have sex with anyway. Well, eighteen if you're also counting oral."

Jack glares at his husband, halfway between wanting to laugh and wanting to punch him. That was a usual feeling with Felix. The bartender zips back and changes out Jack's empty glass for another full glass of whiskey. This one a darker color, and Jack already knows that the bar tab for this trip is going to be enormous. He sighs as he gulps down the newest drink. He grumbles when notices a few of the bar patrons glancing over at the two of them, all trying to figure out if they are who they think they are.

Jack just wants to cook. That is his passion and his love. If it hadn't been for Felix insisting on him being a guest chef judge on those Food Network cooking shows, he probably would only be dealing with people checking them out occasionally at his Los Angeles restaurant. Now between the guest shots and Felix's incredibly public sexual affairs, they seem to be getting spotted wherever they go.

"There's nothing wrong with chatting or looking," Felix says as he leans over and gives Jack a small kiss on the cheek. "You said that yourself at home, remember?"

"I am very aware of what I said," Jack grumbles, his bright blue eyes meeting Felix's gaze, "but that has never stopped you before. This cruise is for us to get help, not for you to find your next ten fuck buddies."

"That was mean to say, even for you," Felix says as he stares down at his drink. "I already am getting up way too early to go to that How Do I Share After an Affair? seminar tomorrow."

"It's How Do I Care After an Affair?" Jack retorts. "Your title makes it sound like we're heading to an orgy."

A large chested blonde makes a beeline towards them, her eyes slightly wide and a pen and piece of paper in scarlet nailed hand. Jack braces for her asking for an autograph. At least she doesn't have a phone out as well to plea for an awkward selfie. Then again, there is more than enough room to be carrying an entire tablet in her heaving cleavage.

"Excuse me," she says, her voice breathless, "but are you Jack McLoughlin?"

Jack's insides twist roughly, but tries to place a smile on his lips as well as he can.