you to start siding with Travis.”
Jaime froze in his movements just long enough for Sean to notice something was off. He started to push back the blankets the rest of the way, but Sean caught his wrist before he could climb out of bed.
“Hey,” Sean said to make Jaime look back at him. Jaime only met his eyes for a second before looking away, but it was enough for Sean to see some panic. “Are you freaking out on me?”
“Maybe a little.” Jaime took a deep breath, but he caught Sean’s hand when he started to pull back. “Just a little. Not a lot. It’s okay. It just hasn’t all sunk in yet.”
“Are you sure? I know I kind of rushed you.” Sean wasn’t sure what he’d do if Jaime said he needed more time.
“I’m sure.” Jaime looked at him. His eyes still held some fear, but it didn’t seem to be coupled with doubt. “I don’t want anyone else. I just need to get used to all the labels and extra stuff, but it’s fine.”
“Okay. That stuff isn’t important. We can give that time,” Sean said, although part of him just wanted to hear Jaime introduce him to anyone as his boyfriend. “Just try to call me if you go home and freak out completely.”
“Lexi will probably call you for me.” Jaime squeezed his hand just as Travis yelled through the door again that Alana would be there with bagels any minute.
“You seriously don’t have a lock on your door?” Jaime reached for his jeans to pull them on.
“Alana figured out how to pick it a long time ago.” Sean gave him time to throw on his shirt and went out to the living room just as Travis opened the door for Alana.
“You want the bathroom?” Sean asked Jaime as Travis took the bags of food to the breakfast bar.
“You should say yes, or you’ll never get a chance,” Alana interrupted before Jaime could answer. “He’ll try to rush through his hair and his eight million products, and he’ll be at least twenty minutes.”
Jaime looked at him like he wasn’t sure if he should argue that Sean hadn’t done that at his apartment, but maybe he knew Sean had enough sense not to take over his bathroom before he’d officially heard the word boyfriend .
“I can manage fifteen.” It was possible if he rushed, and his hair liked him this morning.
“Right.” Jaime turned toward the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
“Can you please just not freak him out this morning?” Sean kept his voice down. “We talked. He’s not seeing anyone else, and he’s not going to, so can you both just pretend you’re nice people?”
“You think he’s going to freak out in twenty minutes?” Only Travis could look judgmental with a bagel half in his mouth.
“No, but it’s early, and he needs coffee. And I already let you give him the third degree for over fifteen minutes last night, and he stayed, so you can give him a break,” Sean said to Travis as he got a mug and poured some coffee before turning to Alana. “And Travis threatened to let you claw his eyes out, and you already threatened to break his kneecaps Friday night. You can be nice for fifteen minutes.”
Jaime looked nervous as he stepped out of the bathroom, but he smiled when Sean met him with the mug of coffee.
“Technically, you could stand in the bathroom to drink this while I do my hair if you want.”
“Thanks.” Jaime smiled around the cup as he took a drink. “But I can handle it.”
“I’ll try to hurry.”
Sean was pretty sure he’d set a record, but he still found an awkward silence at the breakfast bar when he came out. At least Jaime had a bagel, so they’d decided not to make him starve.
“I don’t know how to not freak him out. I just told him about that movie we were watching on Lifetime the other day. I thought movies were safe,” Alana said.
“I’m fine. I’m not freaked out,” Jaime said, but he didn’t sound so sure.
“Also, I stole twenty bucks out of your wallet to pay for breakfast.”
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Jaime froze in his movements just long enough for Sean to notice something was off. He started to push back the blankets the rest of the way, but Sean caught his wrist before he could climb out of bed.
“Hey,” Sean said to make Jaime look back at him. Jaime only met his eyes for a second before looking away, but it was enough for Sean to see some panic. “Are you freaking out on me?”
“Maybe a little.” Jaime took a deep breath, but he caught Sean’s hand when he started to pull back. “Just a little. Not a lot. It’s okay. It just hasn’t all sunk in yet.”
“Are you sure? I know I kind of rushed you.” Sean wasn’t sure what he’d do if Jaime said he needed more time.
“I’m sure.” Jaime looked at him. His eyes still held some fear, but it didn’t seem to be coupled with doubt. “I don’t want anyone else. I just need to get used to all the labels and extra stuff, but it’s fine.”
“Okay. That stuff isn’t important. We can give that time,” Sean said, although part of him just wanted to hear Jaime introduce him to anyone as his boyfriend. “Just try to call me if you go home and freak out completely.”
“Lexi will probably call you for me.” Jaime squeezed his hand just as Travis yelled through the door again that Alana would be there with bagels any minute.
“You seriously don’t have a lock on your door?” Jaime reached for his jeans to pull them on.
“Alana figured out how to pick it a long time ago.” Sean gave him time to throw on his shirt and went out to the living room just as Travis opened the door for Alana.
“You want the bathroom?” Sean asked Jaime as Travis took the bags of food to the breakfast bar.
“You should say yes, or you’ll never get a chance,” Alana interrupted before Jaime could answer. “He’ll try to rush through his hair and his eight million products, and he’ll be at least twenty minutes.”
Jaime looked at him like he wasn’t sure if he should argue that Sean hadn’t done that at his apartment, but maybe he knew Sean had enough sense not to take over his bathroom before he’d officially heard the word boyfriend .
“I can manage fifteen.” It was possible if he rushed, and his hair liked him this morning.
“Right.” Jaime turned toward the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
“Can you please just not freak him out this morning?” Sean kept his voice down. “We talked. He’s not seeing anyone else, and he’s not going to, so can you both just pretend you’re nice people?”
“You think he’s going to freak out in twenty minutes?” Only Travis could look judgmental with a bagel half in his mouth.
“No, but it’s early, and he needs coffee. And I already let you give him the third degree for over fifteen minutes last night, and he stayed, so you can give him a break,” Sean said to Travis as he got a mug and poured some coffee before turning to Alana. “And Travis threatened to let you claw his eyes out, and you already threatened to break his kneecaps Friday night. You can be nice for fifteen minutes.”
Jaime looked nervous as he stepped out of the bathroom, but he smiled when Sean met him with the mug of coffee.
“Technically, you could stand in the bathroom to drink this while I do my hair if you want.”
“Thanks.” Jaime smiled around the cup as he took a drink. “But I can handle it.”
“I’ll try to hurry.”
Sean was pretty sure he’d set a record, but he still found an awkward silence at the breakfast bar when he came out. At least Jaime had a bagel, so they’d decided not to make him starve.
“I don’t know how to not freak him out. I just told him about that movie we were watching on Lifetime the other day. I thought movies were safe,” Alana said.
“I’m fine. I’m not freaked out,” Jaime said, but he didn’t sound so sure.
“Also, I stole twenty bucks out of your wallet to pay for breakfast.”
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