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[It took a long while for his blush to go down after Booker used the phrase 'wrecked' and all the images that brought back, but he didn't try to argue.

They had wrecked him. He liked to think that he at least helped them wreck each other, too. He was under no delusions, though. He was the least experienced out of the three of them, after all.

He pondered the idea of a 'spectrum' for a while, walking along side one of the men who'd captured his heart so tightly. It made sense that it would be...but why couldn't he find any real studies about it?]

Yeah, I'd like that. Maybe tomorrow, though? The plan was a movie tonight, right? I..I'd like to hold you a little bit if you don't mind? Just holding, nothing funny.

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Yeah, we can just watch a movie and cuddle.

[ The group cuddled all the time. It was just what they did when they watched movies. Booker was really excited for a chance to hold Nicky for awhile. ]

What movie do you want to watch?

[ He leads him back up to the dorm and hands him the food while he gets his laptop and Netflix. ]

Alright, you want the edge of the bed? Or the wall?

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I'll take the edge.

[The answer came without a moment's hesitation. It was the same answer he'd had staying the night with Booker after Pride, the same way he slept every time they'd shared a hotel room while on the road.

In fact, the only time that he hadn't put himself between his boys and the door was when he'd been too wrecked to move from where they'd put him.

He divvied up the food onto the bedside table, then grabbed his phone and cycled through his contacts until he could pull up Joe's number, shooting off a text to see if he was still awake.]

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Had to ask.

[ Booker climbs over to the wall side and puts the laptop carefully where both of them can see it and still manage to cuddle.

Joe is not up right now. He doesn't answer Nicky's texts which is a shame because it would be really good to talk to him. They'll have to chat tomorrow morning when timezones line up for a brief time. ]

If you don't pick something I'm going to pick the movie.

[ He grabs some food and shoves it in his mouth, looking for all the world like he's the happiest he's been in a long, long time. ]

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[Happy was good.

When Joe didn't answer, Nicky set his phone off to one side, then crawled up onto the bed. It was a tight fit between the two of them, but it would get a lot better once their food was gone and they could wrap each other up in one another.]

Something...flashy. Action. Too many explosions.

[He smirked, taking a bite of his sandwich and settling in.]

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Well, you're stuck watching my favorite action movie then.

[ Booker puts on The Bourne Identity which is probably a little more plot heavy than Nicky really wanted but it has car chases and explosions and it takes place in Paris. It's the best.

Once the food is done Booker inches close to Nicky, puts an arm around his shoulder and tugs him against his side. It's time for cuddling and nuzzling.

They both need the comfort so Booker's going to take the opportunity to hold on and bask in it. ]

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[Well, it wasn't the best, but it was good and it made Booker smile. Which, in turn, made Nicky smile.

Once the food was done and the movie was starting to hint at it's first big fight, Booker wrapped an arm around his shoulders and Nicky's smile turned a little shy as he scooted down just a little to better fit against the other boy's chest. Booker was broader but Nicky was still of a similar enough height that it took a bit of shifting to find the sweet spot.

It didn't take that much work, though, and he made a pleased, contented sound in his throat as he settled back into the cuddle.

After a while, around the mid point of the movie, Nicky turned his head just a little and pressed a kiss against the underside of Booker's jaw.]

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[ Wasn't it an innocent little kiss like that kicked off that summer night? Just the three of them lying around in bed with the TV on in the background? And then one little kiss and a little touch and then it all broke loose?

Booker closed his eyes and sighed softly. He brushed his fingers along Nicky's arm because he liked to torture himself. ]

Careful with that. Your kisses are lethal.

[ There wasn't supposed to be any funny stuff tonight. Booker reminded himself of that even though everything was totally perfect to make out for awhile.

He wasn't going to make Nicky stop. Not yet, at least. Booker wanted it too. ]

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[He had said that, hadn't he? For a moment, he considered throwing his own rule out the window and rolling over to claim Booker's mouth in a good, proper kiss.

But the rule hadn't just been for him, had it?

He rested his lips against the same spot, less of a kiss and more of a nuzzle before he obediently turned back to the laptop.]

Apologies, mio amore. I don't mean to be so cruel to either of us..

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It's okay.

[ Booker's Italian was better thanks to Nicky so he knew what Nicky called him. It made his heart ache a little bit. ]

You are a very loving guy.

[ He turned his head and kissed Nicky's temple. They'll walk a fine line between friendly affection and more. Booker was willing to take that risk because it wasn't their style not to be affectionate with each other. ]

I take it the movie is kind of boring?

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I..I guess I am.

[He arched a brow at himself, but it didn't feel wrong. It should make him feel a little like a..well, like a paid boy, but instead it just made him feel good to know that his group knew that he loved them.

Shaking his head, he reached out to catch Booker's hand so he could thread their fingers together.]

I'm enjoying the movie, I just forgot myself for a moment.

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[ Booker really wanted to say something about how it was pretty telling that as soon as he stopped overthinking Nicky wanted to kiss and touch one of the people he loved.

But he didn't. He wasn't here to pressure Nicky with his own selfish desires. They felt kind of selfish right now when Nicky was so conflicted. It would be comforting to him to spend the night with Nicky but that would make things messy.

And they don't need messy in their lives with all the big changes. ]

It's been a long day. We could go to sleep if you want?

[ They only have a few days together. Nicky will go back to Italy. Booker will stay in Paris. He wanted to spend as much time as possible awake with him but if he needed to sleep Booker would shift his thinking to cuddling asleep instead. ]

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[There was a time and a place for messy...but the first night in a new dorm wasn't it.

He squeezed Booker's hand and shook his head.]

Not yet. If I fall asleep, so be it, but I want to stay like this a bit longer. Please?

[Because he was comfortable and content and for once his mind wasn't running a million miles an hour. It would only be better if Joe was there. On screen there was a witty retort and the beginning of a fight and Nicky smiled as he nestled further into Booker's body.

He was fast asleep before the credits started rolling.]

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Yeah, no problem.

[ He was a little more awake so he didn't fall asleep but he knew when Nicky did. Carefully, he grabbed his phone and opened the camera. It wouldn't be a good for the flash to go off so he turned that off. Hopefully the laptop screen and low light in the dorm was enough.

Booker grabbed a selfie with Nicky sleeping against him and sent it to their group chat with a little message: 'moved in to the new dorm'. If anyone else was awake they'd say something.

After putting his phone down Booker tried to carefully move Nicky so he was more lying down and he had room to move the laptop out of the way. There was no point in him staying awake when Nicky was asleep. It was prime cuddling time. ]

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[Unfortunately for Booker, growing up with a father much like Booker's had left Nicky a very light sleeper. He slept through the picture and the little chime from across the room when his own phone told him that someone had posted to the group chat, but as soon as Booker was actively trying to move him, he was awake with a startle.

His first action was to half sit up, shielding the body behind him from the still closed door.]

Wh-? Oh... sorry. Didn't mean to fall asleep..

[But he was quick to lay back down as soon as Booker had set aside the laptop.]

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I figured. Sorry to wake you up. Looked like you needed it.

[ Well, since Nicky was up Booker got up from the bed and put the laptop on the desk. Look, he wanted to take care of his tech.

He also checked the door to make sure it was locked. He couldn't forget the lessons living with his dad had taught him either. ]

Let's just go to bed. We've got to finish unpacking tomorrow so rest is a good idea.

[ Booker got back in bed and snuggled up against Nicky. He pulled a blanket over them and tossed his arm over him. It was important to get as much touching in as possible. ]

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[The bed was plenty big enough for two mostly grown men as long as they didn't mind being wrapped in one another. Nicky sure as hell didn't mind. Booker wrapped his arm around him and he made a pleased sound as he laid his arm over Booker's.

He was asleep in minutes, the idle drawings of his thumb on Booker's wrist slowing and then finally stopping. He slept better that night than he had since Joe and the girls had left them at the airport.

He woke early. Slowly. He could hear the world starting outside the window, outside of the door...but behind him was Booker's warmth and his breathing and Nicky smiled in the dim light and bowed his head to thank God for the man behind him.]

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[ When he felt safe Booker would sleep for hours. The only reason he ever got up early was he had a good reason like school or his dad spooked him awake. Sometimes he would get up early just to get out of the house.

Paris didn't have that threat. He slept in for the few days he was with his mom. He slept in now. Booker was safe with Nicky in his arms. The comfort of a warm body against him really encouraged him not to get up.

And not waking up anytime soon. ]

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[He prayed quietly for a time. Thought about things for a time. Talked them out in his head for a time and, eventually, he carefully slid out of bed. He wasn't gone for long, though. Just long enough to grab his phone (and send a -_- face at the picture of him asleep), then he was back.

When Booker finally woke, Nicky was still right there, scrolling through his phone. He was on...a website? A school website? Looking at college courses?]

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What time is it?

[ Booker inched closer and nuzzled his face against Nicky's side. Look, he was still there and there was no pressing reason to get out of bed. The cuddling would continue until he had to get up. ]

What are you looking at?

[ He only caught a vague look at things before he started cuddling again and his brain wasn't fully online to process it. It'll catch up to him in a minute or so. ]

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It's almost 11, sleepy head.

[But he was smiling and made no effort to keep that smile from his voice. He even reached down with his free hand to thread their fingers together.]

I'm doing a little research is all. How did you sleep?

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No wonder I'm so hungry.

[ It would be his stomach that finally got him out of bed. Booker had a Frenchman's appreciation of food.

Although, this late, he probably couldn't get fresh morning croissants. The best ones. ]

Really good. I always sleep better when you guys are with me.

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[He chuckled, thumbing his screen off and putting his phone on the bed side table.]

Mmm, if we hurry, we might still be able to get a cappuccino before it's too late.

[Italians and their refusal to drink cappuccinos after noon. But even having skipped his morning addiction, Nicky really made no move like he was actually in any kind of hurry.

In fact, he rolled over in Booker's arms so that he could nuzzle in against his chest.]

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I thought you said French cappuccino isn't up to your standards.

[ He nuzzled Nicky's hair as he teased him. All of Nicky's very Italian traits are super adorable. ]

But yeah, we can go have an early lunch. And then you're going to make me unpack everything and clean and organize.

[ Booker made it sound like that was the end of the world but he was already thinking about how he needed to organize his bookshelf because Nicky put some books in the wrong order. ]

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It's not, but it is better than nothing. And I had better start getting used to it, I suppose.

[After all, he was going to be coming up to Paris just as often as Booker was going to be coming down to Genoa. Right? No other reason, totally not.

He planted a kiss in the middle of Booker's sternum, then finally pulled away enough that he could actually get up.]

There has to be a place around here that can make a decent one, we just have to find it.