Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Tommy and Jason have a disagreement that they need Kim to solve.
Author's Note: A drabble, really. Why? Because my muse torments me that’s why. I don’t know why, but it does.
“I knew her before you ever came into the picture,” Jason snapped.
“Maybe, but she came to me first,” Tommy growled. “Back off, Jason.”
“No! Just because you have a White Knight complex…”
“Look who’s talking.”
“I’m not as bad as you!” Jason answered. “I’ve known her longer…”
“Whenever you two are done arguing, I’d appreciate the company,” Kim mentioned from the bed. “I’m getting cold.”
“Kim…” They whined. Kim sighed.
“Fine,” she answered, thoroughly annoyed. “Tommy, you did it last time so it’s Jason’s turn to lick of the whipped cream first. Now kiss, make-up, and let’s have sex.”