"If you're down there for anything else, you're talking too much," Sean replied with a snort. Some days he wondered what Troy would do if Sean ever suggested he go through with any of his outrageous teasing. Really, the guy had seemed much more closeted when he first got there than he did now. How much of that was bravado and how much was just Troy adapting to how open people like John and Brian, Sean, all were?
"So," Nell started ticking items off on her fingers. "Your pretty face, your pretty hair, we're just going to have to wrap you in bubble wrap, aren't we? Can't let you get mussed up." She cast Alexis a sly look. "Unless, of course, you're getting mussed finally making good on all your promises to Sean. Really, Alexis and I can go to the other house to talk and watch movies if you two lovebirds want to be alone."
Sean began to tip his container over his lap and Troy's face, carefully not to actually spill it as he knew Nell would kick both their asses for dirtying the couch. "Keep it up, man, and I'll find someplace else to put that extra pasta," he warned when Troy patted his stomach. "You just wish you were this gorgeous."