Finn's afternoon went about as good as he expected... Which meant it ended up with him face down on a bed for an hour or so before washing some bedsheets and putting new ones on the bed as he tried not to move awkwardly from the ache in his hips. Alex seemed to have been in a particularly bad mood, no doubt because Finn had made him wait a few days before coming over, and then there were matters with work and... Well, to put it mildly, he hadn't thought that there would ever be a gentle day with Alex, and that was why the two of them had kept this up since college.<br/><br/>The shower was still running when he stopped in the bathroom to check himself in the mirror, it seemed he had the start of some new marks, some from comparatively gentle bites, and some from rough hands, starting on his shoulders and another from fingers on his hip. He sighed softly, knowing that his fair skin just showed too much, but it was all easily hidden with clothing and nothing would last more than a few days. Alex was fairly careful of that these days. "You still here?" He heard the male ask from the shower, a simple question rather than an insistence to leave. "Just getting dressed. Laundry is running, bed is made." He replied simply, tone calm and dull, not the light and smiling one he used with others. But he didn't have to be that way here.<br/><br/>"Good." Was the simple reply and he nodded before leaving the bathroom and dressing, he'd definitely take a shower when he got home, and while he'd hoped to run a few errands today he was too sore for that. So, after slipping out of the apartment he decided to call a cab rather than trying the bus, and it wasn't long before he was home and stepping out of a scaldingly hot shower to soothe his body. He flopped down on his bed despite the still early hour and wound up staying there for a couple of hours before finally getting up to go about his normal nightly routine.<br/><br/>He retired early to bed that night, still excited for the outing the following day. He had made the sandwiches and packed them carefully in the fridge so that they'd be ready and he could maybe sleep in just a little, but by the time he awoke the next morning and tried to get out of bed he winced. It seemed that he wasn't as used to things as he had been back when he was with Alex nearly daily, and his partner never took his needs into consideration... Or maybe he purposefully was trying to make it impossible for Finn to see Chris today without having to make up some sort of excuse... That seemed like something the man would do and Finn sighed as he sat on his bed staring at his phone.<br/><br/>It took him until nearly eleven to finally dial Chis, his stomach tight and guilt filling him. He had been excited, sure, but he could deal with that... It was really Brock that he was feeling bad for, and he also felt poorly for canceling on Chris like this. When the man picked up he found himself hesitating, but finally, he gave a soft greeting. "I'm sorry but... I don't think I can go today." He said, the soft apologetic smile on his lips even if the other couldn't see him. "I was really looking forward to it... Ah, and the sandwiches are already made if you want to take them. I didn't want to cancel last minute like this." His tone tapered off at the end, it really was silly for him to be so disappointed on just going out for a picnic with them but... Well, he couldn't help it, it seemed.