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Nolan wondered how he always ended up in the middle of the younger kids' gossip, but there he was, spending the rest of his dreaded night listening to Max and El explain what happened between them and Mike and Lucas. The big brother in him felt the need to bound the two boys to a pulp while the other part of him knew that they were old enough to deal with the situation themselves, or, Max was.
He found himself missing Morgan and really needing her advice, but Nolan also didn't know what to ask because he didn't understand what he was feeling. He knew Steve was attracted to both girls and guys, and he also knew how strongly his feelings for him were, but Nolan also couldn't stop thinking about him holding hands with Robin. It was a reflex. It was only for a second. He didn't mean to. His mind kept telling him.
He was just overthinking it, right?
But as he sat in the Scoops Ahoy break room with Robin and Steve, feeling so incredibly awkward that it was like his skin was about to peel off his bones, Nolan couldn't help but think he wasn't.
After a while, Dustin came back into the room. "That keycard opens the door, but unfortunately, the Russian with the keycard also have a massive gun."
"Of course. What else is new?" Nolan grumbled and flicked the paper football he had made.
"Whatever's in this room, whatever's in those boxes, they really don't want anybody finding it."
"But there's gotta be a way in," Robin thought out loud.
Steve blew into his hat. "Well, you know. . . I could just take him out." He said toughly.
Nolan tried to hold back a snort. "In what, your sailor suit?" He said and slipped out a laugh.
Dustin and Robin chuckled. Steve casted him a glare. "Come on, I sneak up behind him, I knock him out, and I take his keycard. It's easy." He explained casually.
"Did you not hear the part about the massive gun?" Dustin questioned.
"Course not. His ego's blocking his ear drums."
Steve flicked him in the ear. "Yes, in fact, I heard." He said to the younger kid. "And that's why I would be sneaking."
"Ah." Dustin whispered sarcastically. "Well, please, tell me this, and be honest, have you ever actually. . . won a fight?"
Nolan accidentally giggled and Steve threw him another glare, making him stop.
"That was one time—"
"Twice. Jonathan. Year prior?"
Nolan raised his brows. "You got into a fight with Jonathan?" He asked his boyfriend.
"We're not talking about that right now." Steve replied in an instant.
