Chapter 89 89
Chapter 89 89
Austin and Jay break the tender bubble as they start loudly telling this story about how they thought Grant was going to propose to them at the same time.
It’s ridiculous and they both sound rather disappointed in the fact that such progress was indeed, not made.
But Andre can’t help but notice his brother fidgeting in his seat.
Torn between wanting to hold Dylan close a little longer…just fully bask in this little moment and also wanting to follow his brother as soon as he sees him head into the kitchen.
Knowing it’s only the right thing to do, he stands up pressing a noisy kiss to Dylan’s cheek, “be right back, want a drink?”
“yes please, anything is fine” and so he leaves the noisy storytelling behind.
Andre gave himself a little pep talk, prepared to dive into some deep shit…but when he gets in the kitchen he finds Grant laughing hysterically. curling over himself with a hand to his mouth, “you ok in here?”
“oh my god, they’re ridiculous aren’t they?” Andre pours some of his mom’s special punch into the cup he notices Dylan using most often.
“ridiculously infatuated with you? yes. they’re so disgustingly in love.” Grant’s eyes roll
“As if you have room to talk.”
“So I take it my brother senses were wrong and you aren’t having a mental breakdown over pressures to get married?”
“no” Grant laughs
"I’d marry them both in a heart beat, if it were fucking legal to marry two people! But I sure as hell am not going to choose one or the other.”
Andre just stares rather dumbly….he never thought about the logistics of being a throuple.
“you can just…do the rings or whatever. no paper, right?”
“yeah, I plan to. but every-time I think its right, they start acting all antsy. I genuinely want to surprise them.”
Andre rolls his eyes, "I can’t believe I abandoned my baby to console you and you’re just in here laughing at your boyfriends who are excited to marry you.”
Grant reaches into his pocket, "I’m not laughing at them…I'm laughing at the fact that I've had these rings with me everyday for the last four months. and if they would just stop questioning my every move, maybe they’d get what they want.”
His jaw drops as he watches his brother tuck the rings back where he got them from.
“Wow, and I thought I was mean.” Grant raises a brow, “you? mean to who?” Andre’s face gets hot,
“not …it’s nothing you want to hear, remember?”
Grant points at the cup in Andre’s hand, “you couldn’t be mean to Dylan if you tried. so I don’t believe you. But you’re right, I don’t want to know.”
They're heading back out when Hyeri’s loud shriek echoes.
she’s got a smore in each hand and is caught between Austin and Dylan who are on either side of her.
Grant walks right up to her, lifting her into his arms and whispering something that she clearly agrees to.
it must've been a pact to share the stolen smores, judging by the way they sit together munching on them with loud giggles.
Andre hooks an arm around Dylan, tugging him against his chest, “need me to make you a new one?”
He shakes his head but Andre’s already decided he will places the drink in Dylan’s hand before going to gather supplies his mom is warning Hyeri that she’s seriously hitting her sweets limit for the night, when Dylan sneaks up behind him chin on Andre’s shoulder as he toasts the marshmallow over the fire.
“how toasted do you like it?”
“however it is fine..” Andre pulls it out just before it gets too charred.
Smiling at the way
Dylan holds the graham cracker and chocolate between his hands.
They work together to construct the fresh s’more and maybe Andre can’t resist stealing the first bite. but he wasn’t expecting Dylan to kiss him immediately after, "I love you”
"I love you too, so damn much.”
Dylan falls back into his chair with a soft smile on his face, "I know.”