that post with miles and glen about them bunking together and hangy and roo.. i need to know if that ever happened in any of your universes.. for scientific reasons
(choosing my fake it universe) but i'll do you one better...jake and bradley having to share a bed in the frat house because the sink in bradley's bathroom bursted and flooded his room
"dude, you're fucking huge," jake scoffs, gripping the pillow on his chest. it's a little after midnight and like the past few nights, jake and bradley are shoulder to shoulder, half their bodies spilling off jake's twin bed.
there's a long silence that stretches after his complaint, so jake opens one eye to get a look at the guy he's nearly cuddling with at this point.
besides him, bradley's sucking in his cheeks, trying to hold in a laugh, serious intent swirling his eyes, brows pinched at the center of his forehead—focused on keeping his cold front from slipping.
jake shoots up from the bed, the pillow on his chest goes flying across the room from the sudden jerk. "are you serious?! the first time i don't try. you wanna fuckin' laugh."
jake and bradley had only known eachother for a few weeks at best, and jake’s been failing miserably in his efforts to get bradley to crack a smile. it was a severe kick to the ego for him everytime bradley was flat-faced after he spat out what he thought was a funny joke.
"okay?" jake snaps back. then, he blinks once, and the dirty joke hits him.
they both laugh together for a brief second. it's weird, strange to say the least, but it's the start of their friendship.
in the room next to theirs, mickey and reuban have their ears pressed against the wall, listening to the moment shared between the two. they have celebratory grins on their faces, hands meeting in a high five. if it meant breaking their own property to get their fellow frat brothers to bond, they'd do it again.
