Tobias lays in bed, his phone illuminating his face in the darkness. He's texting Chris, he's away on business, too stubborn to tell Tobias why. But trust is what they have a lot of.
"Guess you'll have to send me hot texts tonight" Tobias sends flirtatiously.
"If I had 8 limbs like an octopus I'd touch you with all of them." Chris responds, laughing his ass off on the other end.
Tobias is almost in tears as he gathers himself, typing back. "Ok, try again."
