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[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.]

[laughingandlyric]

Oh! But don't worry. She's just as lovely as you, and far coyer; she could get anything she wanted out of any guy. Or girl, probably. I'm sure she's just fine!

[Was that not helping? He doesn't have a handle on this whole sibling thing.]

[affablecharm]

[He groans at that.]

Jehaaaaaaaan. That is exactly what worries me!

[laughingandlyric]

[He opens his eyes lazily, brows raising a little.]

Wait, but why? You said she wouldn't be worried about you, and you're having a 'sleepover' too.

[He's also pretty sure she's wise enough to avoid any bad eggs, and turn down anyone with intentions that make her uncomfortable.]

And she has a small army of friends looking out for her, doesn't she?

[affablecharm]

First, she knows who I'm with.... I don't know who she's with. Second, as bright and headstrong as she is, I still worry endlessly. She's my baby sister, if anyone even looks at her wrong...

[Over protective brother mode is a go.]

[laughingandlyric]

Well, she doesn't know, not for sure. You could have been kidnapped on the way here. Or I could have secretly been a psycho.

[Okay, no, now he realizes that the devil's advocate approach might not be helpful.

Propping himself up on an elbow, he placed a kiss against his cheek.]

You're an amazing big brother. It's good of you to worry. And everyone knows you'd end anyone who so much as hurt her feelings. But if it makes you feel better, you can give one of her friends a call? I bet she's at one of their houses, eating ice cream and talking about-- well, Feuilly.

[Given, with a soft laugh, and another kiss to his cheek.]

[affablecharm]

Are you secretly a psycho?

[At least he can still joke around, that's good news. He softens a bit as Jehan continues.]

No... No I'm sure you're right. I don't want to give her any ideas, either, if she is at a friend's gossiping.

[laughingandlyric]

Then they'd switch to talking about you.

[A beat, then, laughing;]

Well I did blindfold you!

[affablecharm]

While that would do great things for my ego, I doubt my sister wants to chat about me... And I'd hate to make you jealous.

[Leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead, he laughed with him.]

And damn near torture me... I think it would be an interesting story to tell... "My boyfriend's secretly a psycho"...

[laughingandlyric]

Um, I meant they'd talk about what a dork you were, for calling.

[He wrinkled his nose at him, but looked amused, all the same.]

But thank you for taking my feelings into account.

[And here? A small, light, nothing hit to the side of his arm.]

Excuse me! It wasn't meant to be torture. I'll be sure to remember that you consider 'getting completely aroused' torture in the future, and will avoid it at all costs. I want to change my psychopathic ways...

[And if he's secretly bristling happily, and smiling a little wider at the term 'boyfriend'? Oh, well.]