“Feliz cumpleaños a ti, feliz cumpleaños a ti, feliz cumpleaños Alfredo, feliz cumpleaños a ti!” Selena sang loudly, her voice ringing with laughter as Justin mumbled several seconds after her.
“A ti!” Justin finished lamely, screwing his mouth into a confused pout.
“Nice try babe,” Selena chuckled, resting a hand on his shoulder and moulding comfortably against him.
“The song is made up of one repetitive verse,” Alfredo dead panned, shaking his head at Justin in mock disappointment. The three friends were crowded into a somewhat secluded corner of the club where they were celebrating Alfredo’s birthday.
“She sang it really fast,” he defended weakly.
“Stop arguing. It’s time for presents!” Selena clapped happily.
“I thought you two already gave me presents,” Alfredo noted, scratching his head.
“Those were the presents we got for you separately but…” Selena began.
“We chipped in and got you something that’s from the both of us too,” Justin continued, smiling proudly.
“First you finish each other’s sentences, and now you buy joint birthday presents. How precious,” Alfredo rolled his eyes, looking around the room briefly and wondering where Kenny was.
“Do you want your present or not?” Justin snapped, his voice harsh but teasing.
“Please tell me it’s a promise that I will never walk in on the two of you even partially naked ever again,” he begged, lacing his hands together dramatically. Selena blushed and shoved him lightly as Justin grinned.
“You know we can’t promise you that bro,” he shook his head.
“Maybe if you knocked…” Selena muttered.
“Maybe if you two didn’t decide to fuck in every room of the house…” the older boy countered, tilting his head to the side.
“It’s a new house. We had to christen it,” Justin shrugged calmly.
“More than once?” Alfredo wondered, shaking his head at the memory.
“Some rooms are really big and need you know, attention to detail,” he tried to reason. Selena smacked the back of his head before crossing her arms seriously.
“Trust me Fredo, there will be no more fornicating in rooms without doors and locks,” she promised.
”What?” Justin exclaimed.
“Fornicating?” Alfredo snorted.
“Your mother almost walked in on us last time Justin!” Selena whispered harshly. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing that would have been? I would have died. I seriously would have just climbed onto your roof and thrown myself off of it,” she sighed dramatically.
“You’re the one who came over wearing those shorts. And your legs were all long and hot,” he began, smiling slightly. “It would have been a crime for me not to wanna… make love to you, in the living room,” he continued, struggling to word his thoughts appropriately.
“Make love…” Alfredo chuckled quietly, earning a cold glare from both Justin and Selena.
“Whatever Jay, the point is, no more having sex in places that people can walk in on us,” Selena declared sternly.
“Fine. Whatever you say,” he nodded, a grin playing at his lips.
“What is that supposed to mean?” she demanded.
