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Liam loves his job. Although he had been convinced his photography major was of no use, he found a passion for it, and suddenly he was working for high brands. It's so weird, how fast he grew up. It felt like just yesterday he was holding hands with his boyfriends, hidden under the desk. And now, he's all grown up.

Still, after all, his favorite part of the day is to return home.

He turned the key and the door unlocked. He walked in, closing the door behind him.

A head with green hair peeked up from the couch, looking sleepy. "Liam?"

Henry smiled widely, and Liam's heart warmed.

"Hey, Hen." Liam threw his bag on the couch, settling down beside him. He opened his arms for a hug, and Henry shoved him playfully.

"Ew! At least go wash your hands!" Liam made exaggerated kissy faces at him, and Henry huffed out a laugh, giving in and hugging Liam.

"You're such a big baby," Henry mumbled, his voice muffled from where his face was pressed against Liam's chest.

Liam flicked his forehead and Henry pulled away, whining. "Where's Drew?"

"He's in the shower," Henry looked at Liam pleadingly, "can you pleaseeeee make Drew buy pizza? He said no to me!"

"How dare he," Liam said fake-angrily. "I'll talk to him."

By the time Liam was washing his hands, Drew had gotten out of the shower, wearing a hoodie too big on him and a mop of wet hair. Recognizing it as one of his own hoodies, Liam smiled to himself.

Drew spotted Liam in the kitchen and made his way straight to him. When he'd reached, he wrapped his arms around Liam's back, placing his head on the back of Liam's neck.

"I missed you."

Liam's heart melted. He turned off the tap, turning around to take Drew into his arms and kissing his forehead.

They stood there like that for a moment, before Liam wiped his hands on "Drew's" hoodie.

"Why does everyone do this?" Drew whined, jumping back. "Gross."

Liam laughed, stroking Drew's hair when he looked at him with a deadpan. Liam smiled to himself, why did Drew have to be so cute?

"By the way, Henry wants pizza—"

"You guys are only with me for the money."

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When Liam later gets out of the shower, it's to the sight of Drew and Henry fighting over the remote. He smiles despite himself. Geez, sappy much.

When they see him, Drew shifts enough to make space for him, and Henry latches onto his arm. "Liam! Tell him we should watch My Hero Academia!"

"You're talking to him as if he's the head of the house," Drew said as Liam settled between them, waving the remote control in front of Henry. "I am, therefore, we watch what I want to."

"Football is soooo boring though!"

"As if MHA isn't. It's the same thing over again, a bunch of students fight the evil blah blah blah and win. Over."

"Well, you watch football, your team always loses."

"You little—" Drew climbed over Liam and got Henry in a headlock, and by the end of it all three were laughing as Liam pulled Drew away from Henry.

"Listen," Liam said seriously, "let's improvise. We watch what I want."

That got him even more protest in answer, and Henry snatched the remote from Drew.

"Fine, let's watch an anime about sports."

"Haikyuu!" Henry and Liam cheered in sync, high-fiving each other, and Drew gave in.

They stayed cuddled up on the couch, watching Haikyuu. Drew was into it too, for once. Liam wouldn't want to be anywhere but here, right beside the loves of lif—

Ring!

"Henry, go get it."

"No, you go."

"You're the one who wanted it!"

"Well, you're the one who paid for it!"

"Fine, next time I won't."

"No wait, ugh, I'll go."

Neither missed how Henry squeezed Drew's hand and kissed Liam's cheek before getting up, and they both smiled at it.

Yeah, he wouldn't want to be anywhere but here.