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[Maxxie nods, wondering if that's something he should inquire about.]

[Nope, time to be cute about it.]

You sure it wasn't an excuse to invite me over?

[He laughs] Shit, you found me out.

[Here he is, digging in.]

Terry, you don't need excuses to invite me over anymore.

[Well guess who's getting another kiss, on the cheek this time.]

Old habits, you know.

[The biggest grin, although he doesn't open his mouth because he's chewing and that's gross. He speaks again once he's swallowed.]

So, now that I've told the guys, you can come over whenever you want and we can hang out without pretending we don't also sleep together.

[He sighs softly, a little happily, and picks up his discarded fork to pick at some of the food.]

I never realised what a relief that'd be. [He stops poking at some noodles briefly to look at Maxxie with a small smile.] I'm glad you asked me.

[Maxxie smiles affectionately at him.]

Me too. I know it's only been like two days but it feels like we're gonna be good at this, you know?

I mean, not to brag but I'm already pretty good at both holding hands and snoring on your chest.

[Primo boyfriend material.]

[Maxxie laughs bashfully, looking down at his food with a grin. He nods, affirming that Terry is indeed pretty good at both of those things, and then he smiles up at him]

You're good at lots of things.

[Oh no. He laughs a little sheepishly and bows his head, immediately stuffing some food in his mouth.]

You're pretty good too.

[WOW what a cute boyfriend he has. The cutest. If he weren't busy stuffing his face full of food he'd totally start making out with him right now.]

[Terry looks up at him with his mouth full of food and takes a mouthful of beer to go with it because he's classy. Is he still cute now?]

[Just adorable.]

[After a moment of eating in blissful silence, Maxxie bumps Terry with his knee and nods toward the laptop.]

You working on anything?

Oh. [He looks at his laptop, nodding.] I was mixing some samples for the next album to show Garnet.

[Maxxie nods along, raising his eyebrows.]

Are you guys putting out another one soon?

Yeah, we're working on a kind of... Alien concept album? [He makes the ill-advised decision to continue eating, picking up a spring roll and taking a bite before he continues.] We're still hammering out the story, but. You know.

Cool. I think it'd be fun to write an album that's a story. That's not really in Flashstep's wheelhouse, though.

[The way he says it is not really regretful.]

You never know. [Oops guess who's already thinking about it.] It'd be kind of interesting. You don't really get that kind of thing in pop music, but how cool would it be? Telling the story in dance and song?

[Pretty cool.]

[Maxxie shrugs.]

Well, we'd have to agree on a story first. I can't really see that happening.

That's the problem with groups.

[He shrugs too, and reaches over to grab some of whatever Maxxie's eating.]

If you ever get that storytelling itch though, I'd be happy to help you scratch it.

[Sorry Terry you opened him up for dumb jokes.]

Oh, I'll be asking you to scratch a lot of itches from here on out, babe.

[Also, pet names.]

[He snorts.] Should've seen that coming, huh?

[A smug grin.] It's just what you get for saying yes.

[God. He really wants to kiss Maxxie, but he can't reward that behaviour so. He's just gonna have to settle for shaking his head, pretending (badly) that he regrets his choices.]

What have I done...?

Got yourself a gorgeous boyfriend, obviously.

[He says this with a great amount of faux-confidence and then snickers as he takes another bite of food.]

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