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[notrosecolored]

[He makes a low, amused, noise.]

You need to spend more time with Jesus.

[fightcoded]

Why's that?

[ Yeah, Scott's drunk. ]

[notrosecolored]

He's just much better at being a person than I am. He's good for you.

[fightcoded]

Yeah, he is. Better at it than me, too. So what?

[ His voice is all indulgent cheer and patience for his boozey boyfriend. ]

You're my guy, Scott. I'll spend as much time with your sopping wet blanket ass as much as I want.

[notrosecolored]

Yeah, I know you will.

Just try to balance it with the guy who likes to pretend he's bad at relationships.

[His voice is all seriousness but also... well, drunken slur and affection]

[fightcoded]

He pretends he's bad at relationships? That boy's really failing at it.

[notrosecolored]

Yeah. Something about good at one night stands but running away if he thinks people care. He's lying to himself.

[fightcoded]

... But we keep coming back to him because we care about him.

[ Mid's computer brain is about to blue screen. ]

[notrosecolored]

Who is we?

[Is it? Just notice you love him, Mid?]

[fightcoded]

Us. you and I. He's a good friend. And he's hot, so that's a bonus.

[notrosecolored]

He snorts, inelegantly.
"Good friend"

[fightcoded]

What, he doesn't qualify for that category?

[notrosecolored]

Define good friend.

[That is 100% a demanding challenge from a drunk man flopped on Mid's lap]

[fightcoded]

Someone you bring into your confidence when shit goes down. Dependable.

[notrosecolored]

And Jesus is hot, dependable, the sex is good, you'd have his back and trust him to have yours....

[fightcoded]

Yeah, high caliber. You keep those ones around. Care about 'em. We do, so why hasn't he run off if that scares him so much?

[notrosecolored]

Probably because you're pretty low pressure and easy to be around. He might even like you.

[You're an idiot. That's why]

[fightcoded]

... Is it normal for guys to traffic their boyfriends out?

[ It's mostly a joke. Midnighter might not be normal, but he knows the basics of human relationships. Still, he'll lean on his computer logic as a crutch just to be an ass. ]

[notrosecolored]

I am not trafficking you, I'm trying to set you up on dates.

[fightcoded]

I have a very extensive date life already, you know.

[ His fingers continue carding through Scott's hair with love and care, even if their conversation is snappy. ]

I'm hot shit.

[notrosecolored]

Yeah, but Jesus is different and we both know it.

[He's going to fall asleep in Mid's lap]

[fightcoded]

He is. You're right.

[ Mid is happy to act as Scott's pillow. His touches grow softer to encourage it. ]

[notrosecolored]

[He drifts toward sleep slowly, but ultimately is pretty damn out with nothing more than a grunt of agreement.]