Summary:

“I went to Catholic school, you know,” Scott says, nodding at a painting of the Archangel Gabriel.

“Oh.” Kip sounds surprised that he’s sharing anything about himself unprompted and stands next to him to look at the painting together. “So you know all the saints and everything?”

“Saint Christopher,” Scott says quietly and he feels so brave and reckless when he brushes the back of his knuckles against Kip’s. He’s rewarded with a little smile. “Patron saint of travelers. You’ve been watching over this traveler anyway.”

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Instead of the smoothie shop meet cute, Kip and Scott meet in Spain the following summer. (The working title for this until 5 minutes ago was “people we meet on sexcation”.)