Who: All the menfolks and possible interlopers (Santana) Where: The boys' floor When: All four nights Rating: G but it might go up! Summary: The girls got a sleepover, the guys should get some nightly shenanigans too! The Story: ( It's only fair. )
On a normal day, John wouldn't even consider what he was currently doing. He was way too straight, for one thing. Like, a fucking ruler. So straight edge. But it wasn't even just that. This was super forward and awkward and really kind of creepy but he couldn't help himself, he just wanted to be really close to him.
So in the middle of the night, John windy things from his futon over to Bro's and, carefully, slides under the covers beside the older man.
Wow, he's like a living heater. Cozy! John scoots closer.
There are two important things to know about Bro when he sleeps. The first is that, in keeping with his ninja-like skills, he's a light sleeper. Not so much for sound but if there's a disturbance in his bed he tends to know it.
The other important thing to know is that even for him, whipping out a weapon to confront any such bed intruders is a little difficult. This leaves him with two options: roll out, whip out sword but relinquish territory and giving them space to retaliate. Or - and this is the option he's going for this time - rolling over and pinning the intruder down so he can interrogate whoever is crazy enough to try stealthing on him.
And of course, if John's so close, this might make it a little difficult to dodge. But if he's quick enough, he might just avoid getting pinned.
Bro rolls off, on his side so he can still face John.
"You know, the puppy-dog thing only works for so long before I have to start worrying about the safety of any bunnies in the mansion. And I don't share my bed. Ever."
At least not with kids. If he didn't do it with Dave he sure as heck wasn't going to do it here.
"...Oh!" John's blush spread all over his face and trickled down his neck and chest. "Oh." He scooted a little closer, unconscious of his own movements. "Okay. That. Explains some things."
"Uh, well..." John fidgeted. "The smuppets, for one. And Dave. I mean, you guys are from Texas, so I wouldn't have been surprised if you were both super, like, mean about that kind of stuff!"
He hoped Bro didn't take that the wrong way.
"And like..." His hand reached out before he realized what he was doing, but there it was, fingers brushing down Bro's chest and over his stomach. "Gay guys like to work out a lot, right?"
"Okay, back it up. Why would Dave be an example of something so clearly explained by my preference for dudes?"
And why is John...oh hell no, this is not going down. No way, no how. He is not getting all touchy-feelied by his younger brother's thirteen year old best friend.
He's out of the bed like a shot, though his expression is more concerned than angry.
"You got a lot to learn about this shit and that's fine. But now's really not the time or place to talk about it. These guys wake up and we got ourselves an audience whether we want one or not."
John pulls his arms in, shocked by his own actions. "Oh God, I'm so sorry! I don't know what that was about! Your muscles are just so cool, I don't know..."
He sits up, wondering if he should go to his bed now.
Bro sighs. This infatuation's getting worse and he's not sure how much longer this event even still has to run. He grabs his yukata, pulling it on before he picks up Cal.
"I'm gonna go check on the halls. I'll be an hour at most."
The unspoken implications are pretty clear that he expects John to be asleep, whether in his own bed or Bro's, by that point.
So in the middle of the night, John windy things from his futon over to Bro's and, carefully, slides under the covers beside the older man.
Wow, he's like a living heater. Cozy! John scoots closer.
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The other important thing to know is that even for him, whipping out a weapon to confront any such bed intruders is a little difficult. This leaves him with two options: roll out, whip out sword but relinquish territory and giving them space to retaliate. Or - and this is the option he's going for this time - rolling over and pinning the intruder down so he can interrogate whoever is crazy enough to try stealthing on him.
And of course, if John's so close, this might make it a little difficult to dodge. But if he's quick enough, he might just avoid getting pinned.
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It's enough for him to make a quick check to ensure no-one else is awake. This isn't something he'd particularly want to explain.
"Where the hell'd you come from? And why are you in my bed?"
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He was blushing too hard to thing straight.
"You're so cool and...and strong...I thought maybe it'd rub off on me, I don't know, um, I don't know!"
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"You know, the puppy-dog thing only works for so long before I have to start worrying about the safety of any bunnies in the mansion. And I don't share my bed. Ever."
At least not with kids. If he didn't do it with Dave he sure as heck wasn't going to do it here.
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He's going to have to recalculate his hero worship if this isn't the case.
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"The answer to one of those questions is yes."
Let's see how much John's learned these past few days.
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With smuppets.
Phallic, big booty smuppets.
"...Oh!" John's blush spread all over his face and trickled down his neck and chest. "Oh." He scooted a little closer, unconscious of his own movements. "Okay. That. Explains some things."
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He hoped Bro didn't take that the wrong way.
"And like..." His hand reached out before he realized what he was doing, but there it was, fingers brushing down Bro's chest and over his stomach. "Gay guys like to work out a lot, right?"
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And why is John...oh hell no, this is not going down. No way, no how. He is not getting all touchy-feelied by his younger brother's thirteen year old best friend.
He's out of the bed like a shot, though his expression is more concerned than angry.
"You got a lot to learn about this shit and that's fine. But now's really not the time or place to talk about it. These guys wake up and we got ourselves an audience whether we want one or not."
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He sits up, wondering if he should go to his bed now.
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"I'm gonna go check on the halls. I'll be an hour at most."
The unspoken implications are pretty clear that he expects John to be asleep, whether in his own bed or Bro's, by that point.
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