Chase stood up and clenched as he felt his older brother's seed drip down the back of his leg.
"I don't know," he admitted in response to Adam's question, "but we really should clean up and get dressed before anyone starts to wonder why we are missing.
Adam opened his eyes in silent agreement and stood up, rushing to his capsule to use the shower function. He preferred a normal shower over the harsh jets of the capsule, but sometimes it really came in handy when he had to hurry. Chase wasn't far behind, quickly jumping in his own enclosure.
Once they were cleaned, dry, and dressed in their white mentor track suits, they gave each other a friendly, knowing look.
"You ready?" Chase asked.
"Yep."
The two headed for the door before Chase stopped in his tracks.
"The next time we have some privacy, can we...?"
Adam put his tongue between his teeth as he considered Chase's request. "Oh, you mean burn more of Bree's stuff? Absolutely, but you're paying for it."
Chase rolled his eyes, swatting Adam playfully on the arm. "No, dumbass" he laughed before his voice dropped in volume. "I meant the part where we get to, you know..." Chase trailed off, a blush creeping up his neck as he gestured vaguely between them.
Adam's grin widened, understanding dawning on his face. "Ohhh, that part," he teased, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Yeah, I think we can definitely make that happen."
Chase felt a blush creep up his neck.
"Great, looking forward to it," he replied, internally smacking himself for the super dorky response.
Adam laughed loudly and opened the door, and the two headed out. 'If we hurry, I can still get some pizza at the food court,' Adam thought, his stomach rumbling.
The brothers passed Bree in the hall, who was on her way to the mentor quarters.
"Hey, guys!" she greeted cheerfully.
"Oh, uh, h-hey, Bree. Nice day today. " Chase stammered.
"Yeah, we definitely weren't just fucking on the couch," Adam continued, turning his head to direct a wink at his younger brother.
Chase's cheeks burned with embarrassment, and he shot Adam a glare. "Seriously, Adam?!" he hissed, his voice a mixture of indignation and mortification.
Bree's jaw dropped, her cheerful expression ripped away. She glanced between her two brothers. She didnt think they would go that far that fast.
"O-oh okay" she stammered, unsure of what to say, clamping her hands at her sides.
Chase's face burned even hotter.
"Nothing happened, Bree! Adam was just joking, hehe...right, Adam?" Chase turned and gave Adam the clearest hint he could in a death stare, but of course the older brother just didn't get it.
"I wasn't joking? I totally railed you, but you told me that we didn't know what to tell Bree yet so I specifically said that we definitely weren't fucking. Duh. Keep up," Adam explained with furrowed brows before clapping Chase across the back and leaving to go get food.
Bree turned her attention once again on her little brother who was staring daggers at Adam's retreating figure.
"So...uh...had fun?"
Chase looked ready to explode.
"I just hope you didnt leave any stains on the couch. That thing is Italian leather....I think" Bree smirked and headed into their shared room, awkwardly patting Chase as she brushed past.
Chase ran as fast as he could once he felt his legs, rushing to the food court. He took a seat by Adam who was attempting to take a bite out of what he called a Pizza Sandwich (It was three pieces stacked together with the top one face down).
A shrill scream was heard in the hall.
"AHH MY NEW SWEATER!!!!"
Adam and Chased snorted in laughter at the situation when Leo joined them.
"So," he began when he plopped himself down, "how's the party planning going? Am I going to be totally surprised?"
Adam and Chase grinned at each other, basking in the memory of their "surprise party planning session" before turning to face their stepbrother.
"Sure. Something like that."
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Lab Rats: Glitching Hearts (Chase x Adam)
Fanfiction#68 LabRats Adam and Chase discover that their bionics glitch with certain...emotions...making it tough to go through day to day life without setting something ablaze, but how will they react when they discover that these feelings are directed towar...