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Ricardo snorted, stepping over the two men without so much as a glance. Without hesitation, he flopped down on the end of the couch where Aidan and Sean had been lying only moments before.

“So, is this a screwing thing, or something else?” Ricardo asked, raising a brow.

“We’re still in the planning stages,” Aidan said, eyeing the man warily.

“Meaning neither of you has figured it out.”

“That’s what I said.”

Ricardo smiled. “You don’t have to get defensive.”

Nick panted from the ground, one arm holding him up, the other gripping Matt hard. “Yeah, c’mon. You’re both adults, and you’re getting along, so why not?”

“They were doing it before getting along,” Ricardo said.

“How did you…” Aidan began.

Matt laughed, the sound weak as he got pinned to the ground on his back. “Oh shit! They were hate fucking? Nice.”

Nick shoved at him. “Shut up!”

“Is he weirded out by the whole gay thing?” Aidan asked, a little unsure.

“No, he sees you both as brother figures,” Matt explained.

Sean stomped into view, looking irritable. “That’s gross.”

“Now you know why it weirds me out!” Nick cried as he was flipped on his side.

Sean kicked lightly at them, and Aidan noticed the kicks were all aimed at spots that wouldn’t do any damage. “Quit it, both of you. I don’t give a fuck if this place is a piece of shit. You don’t need to make it worse!”

“He started it!” Matt protested, batting at Sean’s foot.

“I don’t give a shit who started it! You’re both idiots.”

“But we’re your idiots,” Matt beamed.

“Forever and ever,” Nick added, smirking.

Sean huffed, walking back into the kitchen. “Don’t remind me.”

Aidan watched him go, speaking softly to Ricardo. “How much of that grumpiness is an act?”

Ricardo chuckled. “I’m not brave enough to answer that.”

Sean emerged again, eyeing Ricardo. “Smart man.”

Nick lay flat on the hallway floor, breathing hard. “So, you two are like, not a thing, but a thing?”

“We’re working on that,” Sean grunted, flopping down gracelessly beside Aidan.

Nick sighed. “Okay, but, like, can you please make sure not to like...screw on the couch when we’re over, please?”

“You walked intomyapartment!” Sean shot back.

Ricardo held up a finger. “Had we known, we wouldn’t have.”

“Well, now you know!”