Chapter 102 102

Chapter 102 102
Jay shakes his head, pointing at Dylan with sharp eyes, “there is no way that you are intimidated by that, you’re ridiculous if you are. Dre, like, he, he fucking LOVES you. like he’s going to want to marry you Ian! Ugh, he might even marry you, before Grant marries me?!”
Dylan’s eyes water instantly, dance moves halting as he looks at Jay, “do you….you think Dre would… like me?? That's something he wants? maybe? ”
“what?” Jay blinks 
"I dunno what you just said but yes marriage you, hockey super star, gorgeous nerdy athletic babies”
Dylan’s head falls back, “we would make suchhhhhh cute babies”
“you would!!! the cutest! omg and they could be little jocknerds who play hockey on the weekends and do decathatrons in the week or something!” He giggles loudly “decathlons?”
“yeah that!”
The song is long over when they finally make their way back to the table. 
But Dylan’s laughter dies on his throat when he hears Andre’s but it’s directed at Evan. 
They're talking about something. some hockey thing something about sharks or whatever. 
Is that a mascot?
Whatever Andre was saying, he stops. 
Whistling under his breath and extending a hand for Dylan to grab onto feeling himself being pulled into his boyfriend’s lap is one of the best things Dylan ever has the luxury of experiencing. especially when Andre hugs around his middle and kisses behind his ear, “you looked so sexy out there.” 
“you weren’t even watching me”
"I absolutely was.” Andre’s fingers flick at the star dangling from his stomach. 
“Can't take my eyes off of you.” Bryan lets out a maniacal laughter, gesturing at their entire group.
 “I told you guys Andre gave soft dom vibes! just look at him!” 
Dylan presses into Andre’s neck loving the feeling of that hand gripping his thigh to hold him in place as they both laugh.
Stupid fucking Evan and his stupid attempt at making Dylan doubt himself yet when Andre is here Dylan literally feels like the only man in the entire universe. and he loves him so much.
 Andre’s voice is deep and soft, "I love you more, baby.”
Their little group drinks and talks until the last call is rang out at the bar. 
Dylan is on Andre’s lap like a koala, head on his shoulder and breathing slowly. 
Andre is about to move him to stand when Evan scoots closer. 
“Um, Clark said you might be able to help me, I’ll be a first year student this fall at NYU so…” Andre was trying to be polite enough to at least listen. 
But the soft sound Dylan unconsciously makes gives Andre a horrible inkling that he’s not going to be feeling well soon.
“NYU has a lot of great programs for first years to get acclimated. don’t worry.” he smiles hands holding securely on the back of his sleepy baby’s thighs as he stands. 
Finding Jay who’s also dozing off, “Mom dropped me off, give me your keys and I'll drive us all home.”
Ensuring Jay gets into Grant and Austin’s arms safely was a task.
 it’s like as soon as the cool night air hits his face the drunkenness amplified by one thousand. thankfully,
Dylan manages to sleep the entire way.
it’s so much easier to get a sleepy drunk in the house as opposed to a wide awake drunk that insists he doesn’t need help. 
Andre laughs softly when he gets Dylan inside the house placing him on the couch so he can lock the front door.
His parents are giggling quietly where they lay cuddled together on the couch watching a movie. 
Henry shaking his head, “I take it Dylan enjoyed his first night out on the town with Jay?” Andre rolls his eyes.
 “that’s an understatement” after taking his time getting Dylan comfortable for bed, Andre lays behind him deft fingers working at putting two very loose braids in his hair with tiny rubber bands he stole from Hyeri’s bathroom which proves to come in handy around seven in the morning when Dylan is getting sick and doesn’t have to worry about hair in his face. 
Andre runs the shower water and strokes along his spine smiling like an idiot when Dylan cries, "don' t ever let me do that again”
“I will never stop you from having a good time, sweet love. but i’ll always be here to clean up the mess after.” Dylan pouts and groans
"I’d love to kiss you right now but—“ 
“no worries.” Andre drops a kiss to his shoulder instead. 
“get fresh and come cuddle me.”