"Dude, surfers are hot as fuck," Ronan corrected with a laugh. "And some of the biggest assholes you'll ever meet."
He looked properly surprised by how long Mickey had been with his trio. "You'll have to give me some tips on how you make it work." He looked back at the picture of the three men, memorizing their faces so he'd know them again when they met.
"A drink sounds amazing, yeah," he accepted and turned to follow Mickey to the kitchen. "Your boyfriends, are they... uh, like us?"