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[busybean]

Leo doesn't mean to snort then, but it sort of just happens, and he leans in to softly kiss the side of Nate's neck. "I'm thirsty, and I want something chocolate," he murmurs. "We're gonna have to get up."

[soicantlose]

He makes a little grumbling noise, stroking at Leo's hair, and then pauses. "That kinda sounds good. S'long as we can come back after."

[busybean]

He shifts to try to gently slide Nate down onto the couch next to him. "I'll get you something cold to drink baby, just watch tv for a minute." Is he kind of excited at getting to be the one to take care of Nate for once? Maybe.

[soicantlose]

"You sure you don't want me to come?" He's not arguing, just checking. The couch is comfortable, and he'll settle himself into the spot while waiting for his answer, watching Leo.

[busybean]

"Yes," he tells him with a mock- exasperated laugh, pushing at Nate's shoulder. "Love you. Be back." And he will a few minutes later, carrying two icy glasses of water and a small handful of snack cakes. "Kind of a crappy dinner, but I don't really wanna let you cook right now," he says, dropping back down lightly beside him.

[soicantlose]

"Yeah, probably a bad idea. I'll make us breakfast tomorrow?" Nate offers, leaning into Leo's side once he sits and reaching for his water.

[busybean]

"Huh?" Leo passes him the water, then cracks up slightly. "No, I just meant- I don't wanna let you leave the couch."

[soicantlose]

He snorts, turning to hide his face in Leo's shoulder. "That's cool too, I guess. As long as you're staying on the couch with me."

[busybean]

"That's the plan, yeah," Leo murmurs, gently nudging Nate away from his shoulder. "But you gotta drink your water."

[soicantlose]

"I'm not that thirsty, it can wait a minute," he complains, moving to bump a kiss against Leo's neck. He'll reluctantly straighten up after a second to have a drink, though, glancing at Leo after with a lopsided grin. "Happy?"

[busybean]

"Yeah." Leo's just watching him, gaze warm and affectionate. "Extremely."

[soicantlose]

He warms a little under that look, glancing down with a pleased expression and knocking his knee against Leo's gently. "Good. Means I'm doing my job right."

[busybean]

He rolls his eyes, knocking Nate's knee back and opening a snack cake as he glances at the tv. "I liked dancing with you," he informs him.

[soicantlose]

"Yeah. We should try it again sometime," he says, grabbing one of the snack cakes and settling back into the couch. "Just, uh -- hopefully without people I know coming out of nowhere, next time."

[busybean]

Leo makes an embarrassed noise, for all he remains in extremely good humor. "I can't believe I got so jealous of that guy."

[soicantlose]

"S'okay. I would've if some old fuckbuddy of yours came up to say hi, too." A pause, and then he adds, as if it just occurred to him, "Though he's probably not, if Kat was still around."

[busybean]

"Schroedinger's fuckbuddy," Leo says, then presses his hand to his face, laughter rippling through him. "I could introduce you to some old fuckbuddies if you wanna even it out," he says, still laughing.

[soicantlose]

"I think I'm okay." He laughs, more amused by Leo's amusement than anything else, sipping at his water. "Well, maybe," he amends. "Just so I can tell them you're taken."

[busybean]

"Mmm. I'll check my phone history, see if I have any exes you can call up." God, it's like the stress of the last seven days is rolling off him in sheets, and he reaches out for Nate's hand.

[soicantlose]

"Guess I know what I'm doing tomorrow, then." He takes Leo's hand, squeezing it lightly, leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek.

[busybean]

"Beaitng up my exes?" He doesn't know why he finds it so funny - maybe it's Nate's tone.

[soicantlose]

"I mean, I was just gonna brag, but I can do that instead." He grins, leaning into Leo's side and resting his head against his shoulder.

[busybean]

"Who," he starts, curious and drawing out the word, "was your first kiss?"

[soicantlose]

"Uh..." He's surprised by the question out of nowhere, but he doesn't mind, just takes a moment to consider, his thumb running over Leo's wrist absently. "I think her name was Annie. Who was yours?"

[busybean]

Leo closes his eyes, shifting to get a little more comfortable, content with the warmth of Nate's body at his side. "You think?" He's happy to answer - he just needs to crack up about this first.