"Okay," Daveed took another swig of his beer, "Would you rather kiss me or Jonathan?" He dragged out his name, grabbing at the collar of his shirt. Jon just grinned lazily at him, curious to hear Lin's answer.
"Groffsauce." Lin said with no hesitation.
Daveed stuttured, trying to find a comeback somewhere in his mind.
Lin swatted away his grabby hands, and replaced it with his own. That made Jonathan laugh, really big and wide, and it made everyone crack a smile.
"Make no mistake, Daveed," Lin declared, burrowing his head into Jon's shoulder, "I'm sure you're a great kisser and all, but have you seen Jonathan?"
