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[affablecharm]

Cheesy one liners are my forte.

[He hooked his pinky with Jehan's and smiled like a goof.]

So you don't have to worry about me not doing them anymore. Promise.

[laughingandlyric]

[A happy laugh at that, and he kept hold of his pinky and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth.]

So, we're really dating? That's-- actually unbelievable.

[You sure it's not the whiskey and the 'problem', Rey?]

[affablecharm]

[Sorry if that kiss lingered... But pulling back, he was still grinning.]

Yeah... Yeah, pretty sure we are.

[No, the whiskey and problem just made him hyper aware of his feelings...]

[laughingandlyric]

[Another, shier laugh, and he went to press his forehead to the other boy's.]

Well, then... I guess next time there's a problem, I can help you solve it.

[A beat, and recalling earlier, he amended--]

Twice.

[affablecharm]

[That got a throaty chuckle. Smiling, he nudged his nose against Jehan's.]

Only if I can help you too.

[laughingandlyric]

[A considering hum, before he stole another, slower kiss.]

...I think that's acceptable.

[affablecharm]

[If he has kisses like these to look forward to in their time together? He's more than okay with this, and may even wonder why he hadn't given in sooner.]

Then we have a deal.

[laughingandlyric]

Sounds good.

Though I think probably every girl, across all grades, is going to be a little confused by your sudden drop-off in skirt chasing.

[Not that he'd be suggesting he should keep it up, for effect.

And if he needed a distraction? Only too happy to provide.]

[affablecharm]

We'll figure out some reason.

[Stealing another kiss because he can.]

[laughingandlyric]

Tragic disease that destroyed all of your hormones?

[The stolen kisses were nice. He's moving the popcorn now, so he can turn back and steal a few more with better ease.]

[affablecharm]

A tragedy! I don't know if I can admit to such things...

[More stolen kisses. These are nice. He could definitely get used to these.]

[laughingandlyric]

Oh, no? The rumors might be even worse!

[Teased, going to take his hand an entwine their fingers.]

[affablecharm]

Worse than my hormones going out of whack?

[He squeezes Jehan's hand as soon as their fingers are entwined.]

I think not.

[laughingandlyric]

I could think of worse.

[He thinks the easily-concluded 'can't get it up' rumor would be a lot more terrible.

Smiling a little, he went to rest his head back against his shoulder again.]

[affablecharm]

[That's the same as hormones out of order, isn't it?]

We'll sleep on it and see if we come up with anything else...

[But oh yay, he's glad to have Jehan on his shoulder again. He nuzzles his nose in the top of his head, smiling a little.]

[laughingandlyric]

[One implies a medical lack! The other, a lack of skill.

...Maybe. He's not totally up on medical science, after all.

Smiling a bit wider into that shoulder, he shrugged nearer and went again, now with less effort and thought, to tangle their legs, too.]

All right. Sounds like a plan.

[affablecharm]

[Neither is he... but it's more than apparent he can still get it up... So...

He hums happily, content to stay just like this.]

Your grandmother isn't going to freak out if she comes home and we're snuggling in bed, is she?

[laughingandlyric]

She'd completely flip-out.

[He gave, with a light look up at his chin and a lazy, apologetic smile. His grandmother was very sweet, but also very, very Catholic.]

...With the whiskey out, too? Completely flip-out, yes.

But she shouldn't be back until late tomorrow. We'll probably wake up before 6pm, don't you think?

[...Er. Maybe they shouldn't take the chance? He was so comfortable, though.]

[affablecharm]

We'll definitely be up before 6 pm... Polly would be sent over to check on me if I'm not home by 2, I'm pretty sure.

[He tightens whatever hold he has on Jehan just a little. He really doesn't want him to get up right now. He just wants to be lazy and to know if he has to worry about anything any time soon.

Running his foot lightly over Jehan's calf, he hummed happily.]

[laughingandlyric]

Then we'll be up by twelve, I wouldn't want to we worry your family any more than I want to scandalize mine. ...Do they know where you are, actually?

[With a tighter hold, how could he possibly fathom to get up? Nuzzling against the soft skin on his chest, he idly ran his fingers over his abdomen, relaxed, especially when his foot was doing that.]

[affablecharm]

I told them the chances of me staying at a friends house tonight was likely. Pretty sure Apolline could put two and two together, too.

[There's a pleasant flutter in his stomach as Jehan traces over his skin though. This is really nice and relaxing... He likes it.]

[laughingandlyric]

Yes, your sister is smarter than both of us, probably.

[He agreed, going to rub his arm next, wanting him to feel completely at ease.

...An absolute shift in how comfortable he felt with being affectionate, with that reassurance now in place.]

[affablecharm]

Wouldn't be shocked if she was...

[It was remarkable how much more comfortable and at ease all of this made him. He ran his thumb over Jehan's knuckles, nerves and everything eased.]

Makes me worry about what she could get up to without me realizing.

[laughingandlyric]

You ought to be worried. She's your sister; it's her life's work to fool you. And she's already twice as clever as anyone else's sisters.

[He laughed, fondly, closing his eyes an adjusting so that his head rested tucked under his chin.]

Just look at the sort of secret you've just decided to keep; hers must be even more mysterious and clandestine.

[affablecharm]

If it was your intention to ease my mind, cher, you've just done a terrible job at it.

[Seriously, he's even more concerned over her right now than he was moments ago.]