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[brobeforehos]

[Aw, Stiles, come on - it's still fresh in her mind (and yours) and if she's unlucky, fresh as a bruise on her wrist, but don't bring that up just now.]

So if we're ever in a life or death situation where someone gives you the choice between your junk or your life, I'll know to jump in screaming 'no, take me but don't take his only source of energy'...

[studmuffin]

[ He laughs, a soft giggling thing that gets lost in her pillows. ]

You're the best.

[brobeforehos]

And you - [She's thought about this in the past three seconds, and it bears mentioning.] Are actually the first man in this bed.

[studmuffin]

Sexy.

[ He stretches out, toes curling. ] It's a nice bed.

[brobeforehos]

It's not that sexy -- [It could be sexier, but strangely enough she isn't in the mood to make jokes today. Not after the day they just had before.]

Thanks. It says thanks too.

[studmuffin]

You're welcome.

[ Petting the bed. ] You're welcome too.

[brobeforehos]

[She shakes her head a little, and finally pulls her face away from its hide out in the fabric of his shirt, accepting that it's morning and they're up already. And that her hair must be a wild and funny mess and that she thinks he's cute when he sleep mutters even if he calls her Mae.

It has to be a sort of personal success that she holds off asking him this for this long.] How are you?

[studmuffin]

[ He makes a noise like he's been dreading the question and buries his face in her pillow. ]

Fine, you?

[brobeforehos]

Hn. [She shrugs a little, and goes on treating him like he's her teddy bear for a few minutes longer if she can get away with it. Thinking about it just makes her angry, and then sad, and then angry and sad simultaneously and she's not going to cry or smash plates. So.]

[studmuffin]

[ Lifting his head to look at her. ]

It's okay if you're not.

[brobeforehos]

[She finds herself blinking fast, shrugging once before turning her head to hide her face in the pillow. It doesn't seem fair, somehow, that she'd take it worse.]

You'd think with all the hot makeouts I had yesterday, I wouldn't focus on the three that make me want to throw plates at walls...

[studmuffin]

It's not as great when you get it, is it?

[ His Saya/Chase romance has made him feel a little weird. ]

[brobeforehos]

Maybe it's proof it should come from the right sources.

[studmuffin]

You're probably right.

[ He didn't have fun. The only kiss that left him feeling okay was the one that didn't really count considering he's laying in her bed right now. Everything else felt fractured and strange. ]

[brobeforehos]

[How does it not count if he's laying in her bed, Stiles the way your mind works isn't normal. Your canon ruins romance for teenagers.]

So consider the moral of the story - a lesson in not being in such a hurry to get laid, maybe?

[studmuffin]

[ Don't judge him. ]

Yeah, yeah. I'll be a forty year old virgin some more.

[brobeforehos]

I'll rescue you before then.

[studmuffin]

You're all heart.

We totally need someone to bring us breakfast.

[brobeforehos]

That's what everyone says when they meet me. Oh, Mae you are all heart.

[studmuffin]

I thought you were an asshole. [ He laughs and grins and it's all teasing. When they first met it was a mutually beneficial snarkfest. ]

[brobeforehos]

[Hold on, this is news and she has to pull back with indignation and gasping in the middle.] What? I was charming!

[studmuffin]

You were a jerk, I was a jerk. It was great.

[ Mae don't you understand how quick he is to like sarcastic people? ]

[brobeforehos]

Well, I agree with two of those statements.

[studmuffin]

Awh, am I ruining the special nature of our first meeting, Ashton?

[brobeforehos]

I was helpful and sweet, the anti-jerk. You just have your mind on permanent jerk state.