Monthly Challenge Super Go!

A bit last minute, it's fair to say, particularly given I started post-grad study this month, but I did it! :D Table 3 (seasons) is complete!

Fills:
Four Seasons: Winter (2,800 words, FRM)
Greg's drunk, Shania Twain's singing to a fucking horse, and he's tired of people telling him about Alex kissing Josh. Right now, he just needs a fucking distraction. And if that distraction is kissing some random stranger he'll never see again at midnight, so be it. It's definitely, absolutely, not to spite Alex. Absolutely not. Even though it definitely is.

Four Seasons: Spring (1,472 words, FRM)
Alex just thought they were taking a break from filming, not hiding away behind the Taskmaster house so Greg could absolutely ruin him.

Four Seasons: Summer (1,343 words, FRM)
There was something incredibly comforting about having Alex curled up in his arms like a little boy as they whiled away a warm summer night.

Four Seasons: Autumn (2,531, FRE)
Alex is worrying about everything again. Greg finds a way to make him stop, just for a while.