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[mtherfcknmonster]

[Weekends have been different since Kevin has been with Andrew and Neil and now that they're sharing the same bed, Andrew expects it to be even more different. Mainly, getting up has been harder, because Kevin never really wants to get his ass out of bed once he's in it, and this both amuses and frustrates Andrew- he's not entirely sure why. It's not like he cares if they make it to class or practice.

Andrew is always awake first, because he needs to be, but sometimes he thinks Neil wakes up before him and just waits for him to wake up before opening his eyes. It sounds like one of those stupid things Neil would do for him, to make him feel safer (and it works), but more often than not, Andrew is just too light of a sleeper to stay sleeping for too long.

This Saturday, he really is the first one awake, Neil sleeping next to him, curled into Kevin's side. Kevin is snoring softly (okay, maybe it's just heavy breathing but Andrew will swear on everything that it's snoring), his limbs sprawled out everywhere, one arm under Neil's neck, reaching out to almost touch Andrew's shoulder, the other above his head. One day, Kevin is going to end up on the floor, and Andrew won't feel bad about it. But today he seems firmly planted in bed and Andrew watches them sleep. He can do all the staring he wants and not get called out for it. It's images like these he wants to keep in his head so he has something to focus on when things get bad. He has something real to come back to, though he's not sure he deserves any of this at all.

It's when those thoughts start filtering in, that Neil stirs, turning from Kevin a bit and cracking his eyes open to look at Andrew. Neil gives him a small, sleepy smile when he sees that Andrew is awake, just like he always does and just like always, Andrew thinks it's horribly unfair and stupid that Neil could look this good as soon as he opens his eyes]

Morning.

[Neil says to him quietly after what what Andrew can tell is Neil quickly assessing to see if Andrew is in an okay place, if he had any nightmares or is unusually tense. Andrew doesn't return the greeting, but he reaches out and brushes his fingers through Neil's messy locks. Neil's smile grows wider and then he turns his head to look at Kevin again]

He snores.

[Andrew wants to make sure Neil knows that, and Neil laughs softly and shakes his head. ]

No he doesn't.

[Andrew lets out a soft huff, but tugs Neil forward and kisses him, because all these laughs and smiles so early in the morning, they're too good. Kevin's hand is between them, but Neil pulls it down a little so they can kiss easier, but he keeps his hand in Kevin's, curling his fingers around his]

Comments

[1hundred]

Well, you do like teasing sort of things. It would be like that.

[Neil pauses, then glances at himself in the mirror again, but just at his outift]

Alright, I'll change out and go get him. If he has PVC pants I'll try and talk im out of it... even though it sounds like it would be a really interesting situation.

[Maybe he'll talk to him about the binder. Maybe not that Andrew is angry at himself about it]

[1hundred]

I don't really see any of it as a problem.

[He gives Kevin a small smirk again.

When Kevin tells him he looks good, Neil looks at Kevin's reflection in the mirror and nods]

Okay. Thanks.

[And then Kevin is there behind him and he leans back a little]

Andrew's pretty good at this, actually.

[1hundred]

Now I'm looking forward to it.

[Has Kevin teased him nearly enough? He's not sure!

It's easier for Neil to look at himself with Kevin standing there behind him, holding on to him. Even the kiss to the temple does things to him. }

Good Idea. I'll be back with Andrew.

[He says before he closes the door and quickly starts to change out, putting his regular clothes back on, before he goes to search for Andrew]

[1hundred]

[Neil goes to find Andrew, who has a few more items of clothing on his arm and pants that are too long, dragging behind him- one of them is probably PVC and Neil wonders if they're going to be able to get out of that one.

Andrew look a little more pissed than usual, too.]

Hey. I liked the shirts. Kevin is trying the other one on now, he wants your opinion on it.

[Andrew glances at him, then holds out the longer pairs of pants]

Tell him to try these on as well. I do not want to go back there.

[Andrew says and Neil looks at him, confused]

Did something happen?

[Andrew doesn't answer him, so Neil steps in front of him to get Andrew to look at him. Andrew does look at him and he glares]

I almost told him about your binder.

[Oh shit. Neil freezes, glancing back toward the locker rooms. Maybe that's what the weird look on Kevin's face was. The thing about the fashion magazine and the pants]

But... you didn't, right? It's okay. I should have told him anyway. Come on, lets just go back there.

[Neil isn't sure he's as reassuring as he wants to be, but Andrew stares at him for a few more moments, then turns and heads for the fitting room and he follows]

[mtherfcknmonster]

[ Andrew knows it's not his place to tell Neil what to do, so if he wants to tell Kevin he should, but if he doesn't, that's his choice. He should have kept his own mouth shut, though.

He hangs back a little when Kevin pokes his head out and waits for Neil to hand over the pants. ]

Neil said you wanted to show us the shirt.

[1hundred]

[Neil should know this by now. He should. But he's still working on some of those things.

He glances at Andrew, then at Kevin. He definitely doesn't think this should be the place he tells Kevin about the binder, tough. Even if Andrew is being weird. ]

I like this one too. A lot. But I don;t know if these pants go with that shirt.

[Neil holds them out to Kevin. There are a couple pairs, but he means the PVC ones]

[mtherfcknmonster]

[ Andrew ignores Kevin eying him. He can be weird if he wants to be. Its not like he's going to talk to Kevin about what's bothering him. ]

There is mesh in there as well. I'm sure it will go perfectly fine. Now get moving. I want to see what it looks like on you.

[Neil laughs softly because Andrew is being so insistent about the pants!}

[mtherfcknmonster]

You said no. I heard you.

[And no means no, but he's still satisfied to see Kevin go back into the fitting room to try them on. He can hear him grumbling and he can imagine Kevin trying to get it all on. It makes him feel a little better about earlier.

When he steps out, Andrew glances at Neil's reaction first, before he looks Kevin over. The pants look far too good]

It's alright, I guess.

[1hundred]

So that's PVC. Wow.

[Neil's reaction is very positive. Very. He smiles, tilting his head to get a better look. Kevin definitely looks like he walked right out of a magazine. Somehow Andrew always manages to find the perfect fit]

Are you sure it doesn't feel alright? Because they look really good.

[Especially with all that leaning and stretching. He doesn't think Andrew has stopped staring for a single second either]

Can you walk in them?

[mtherfcknmonster]

[ Andrew has no idea what he'll do if Neil gets himself into PVC pants. Seeing Kevin in them is already something else. It's a lot more than just alright, but it's true. Kevin should know by now that he means a whole lot more than that.

Kevin leans, stretches and then starts walking. Andrew is pretty sure he's found his new favorite thing. But having Kevin out at Eden's like this? Hell, he can only imagine how many dance partners Kevin would have. ]

Well there is no way you could wear those out anyway.

[1hundred]

[ He is a hundred percent not being bratty! He would feel very uncomfortable in those pants, though. But if Andrew and KEvin really liked him in them? He might consider it. Just like he's considering how much he really kinda wants Kevin to get these, cause Andrew has that look in his eyes. It's a good look. ]

Worried that Roland might sneak off with him?

[mtherfcknmonster]

He wouldn't dare.

[ Andrew bristles only slightly, then disappears into one of the dressing rooms to try on his own clothes. ]

Good luck getting those off after all your strutting!