Bros with benefits - Toddlers at the FBI

12

Santana walked out of the ladies' room and returned to their table at the bar. Grey had already left with a girl, and Rachel and Drake just went to order another round. They were standing at the counter, drinking and laughing, leaning close to each other, probably to be able to hear what they were saying.

Santana rejoined Thomas and Cato, who were both facing the direction of the counter.

"So, what the actual fuck are we looking at again?"

"That, my friend, is an amazing question," Cato raised his eyebrow, not looking away from those two at the counter.

"How much time?" Thomas asked and he put a 10 dollar bill on the table.

"If we accidentally push one of them, 2 seconds," Santana sighed.

"Are they drunk or are they really this much into each other? And when did this happen? Did she talk to you about this?" Cato turned to her.

"No, actually I am not sure she knows," she said slowly.

"What do you mean? How can she not know something like this?" Thomas asked. " She's been ignoring us at every party for... what? At least since my birthday. I think that was the last time she actually talked to me."

"Relax, your birthday was a month ago. And she's been dating ever since, that's why I am not sure how she feels about this. She had a date on Thursday and she said she was interested in the guy."

"Well, fuck her, then? Doesn't she see how much Drake wants her? He's basically eating her up with his eyes. Just look at him, how much he wants those thighs. And those lips. Oh, okay, looks like he wants those breasts, too."

"Thomas!" Santana snapped. "You are talking about Rachel, not a piece of meat!"

"Tell that to Drake," he shrugged.

"He knows," Cato said calmly.

"Did you talk to him about this?" Santana asked.

"No, but I didn't have to, I live with him. If Rachel's really not into it, it's gonna be very nasty. Dray's completely lost, I've never seen him like this. But she really doesn't look like someone who's not into it, are you sure, Tana?"

"I never said she wasn't into it, I am not fucking blind. I just said that she might be because she wants a second date with Brian Connor."

"Who is that guy anyway, and what does he have that my boy doesn't?"

"He's Celia's brother," Thomas said.

"Celia's? You mean the Celia, from the class above ours, that Grey dated for two months?"

"She's the one, yes."

"That's gross!" Cato stated. "You don't date your sibling's ex's brother! My two cents are on Drake."

"But is it really just two cents, because I am waiting for you here with ten bucks."

"Okay," he sighed and put another 10 dollar bill on the top of Thomas'. "I say, one more month. Or two, maybe? There might be too much for them to lose. I'm not sure they'll risk it unless they are really, really drunk."

"So what are we waiting for, let's buy them something stronger," Thomas shrugged.

"That's a really unfair bet!" Santana said. "Nope, if we're gonna do this, there is no interfering with their business. Whoever does anything to influence them, is out of the bet."

"Okay," Thomas sighed. "It's more fun like that, anyway."

"Alright, on one condition," Cato nodded. "If you talk to either of them, you're out of the bet, but it's still legal to do it if it's necessary. I'm not gonna stand and watch Drake do something incredibly stupid without warning him for 20 bucks."

"30?" Thomas offered, but Cato only gave him a scornful glance. "Okay, works for me. I say Drake's more afraid of Grey than he likes to admit and he's not gonna do anything until Grey dies first in the retirement home. Then, he might declare his undying love for Rachel, but if anything happens before that, it will be because Rachel takes the initiative."

"That's stupid," Santana stated. "I'll take this bet, hands down. Rachel is weirdly comfortable with asking guys out, but not Drake. She would never be interested in that old Drake who didn't have the balls to ask someone out. He's basically a different person now, but if he doesn't prove that by doing something, she'll just let it go."

"I mean, it's not like she doesn't have options," Thomas shrugged. "So most probably the Connor kid it is, and she can have her regrets in the retirement center."

"I don't even know what to bet on anymore," Cato sighed. "I just want this to work out for them. They both would deserve someone decent for a change."

"Who said the Connor kid wasn't decent?" Thomas asked.

"Okay, but are they such a perfect match?"

"They definitely aren't," Santana assured him. "I'll kill Grey if he ruins it for them."