Finally, a Talk

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"S'geppy." Bad whined. "Did we just come here so you could nap?"

"It's not my fault I have migraines." Skeppy laid down next to Bad. "Did you call Foolish?"

"Yeah."

"How're they doing?"

"I think everyone's doing the best they can...Foolish misses us a lot."

"We'll be home soon."

"Yeah...I miss him a lot too though."

Skeppy threw an arm over Bad and cuddled into him. "You really like him, don't you?"

"Well yeah..." Bad kissed Skeppy. "I love you both so much."

"That's sweet." Skeppy closed his eyes. "I love seeing you fall in love. You're so precious."

"Mn, you're precious too." Bad ran a hand through Skeppy's hair. "How have you been feeling about the polyamory? Honestly?"

Skeppy groaned and pressed against Bad's touch. "My head hurts, I just want to sleep."

"Okay..." Bad kept playing with his hair. "You need to see a doctor, honey."

"Hnnya, let me sleep."

Bad went quiet. "Okay, goodnight." Bad whispered.

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When Skeppy woke up, Bad was staring at him.

"Jesus!"

Bad flinched. "Sorry!"

Skeppy rubbed his eyes. "God, what are you doing, you psycho."

Bad pouted. "Sorry S'geppy. I was just watching you, you looked so cute..."

Skeppy yawned and stretched. "Mn, alright..."

"I'm also dying to ask you about something...but I had to wait until you were done napping."

"Mn what?" Skeppy kept stretching out his stiff body. Then he rolled over and cuddled into Bad's chest.

"About last night, you know...I don't think I can just pretend everything's normal..."

Skeppy was suddenly wide awake. "Oh...yeah, when we–"

"Shh, what if your mom hears? Yes, that. You know what I'm talking about."

"What about it?"

Bad didn't actually know what he wanted to ask exactly. "Well, first off...did I disappoint you? I know we didn't do much, really. But I still wanted you to enjoy it."

Skeppy looked wide-eyed. "Excuse me?"

"Sorry, are we not supposed to talk about it? I don't understand this stuff."

Skeppy laughed. "There's no forbidden topics between us. I'm just surprised you think I'm disappointed. You barely touched me, yet I had to shove my face in a pillow to stay quiet. That's an achievement."

Bad turned bright, hiding half his face with the blanket. "I don't know what I'm doing when it comes to that stuff. It can't possibly be that good."

"Can I tell you a secret?" Skeppy rolled over until he was on top of Bad. He made sure not to put all his weight on him. "Good sex has nothing to do with being good at sex. Good sex just needs true love. I love you so much. You could just look at me a certain way and I might lose it."

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