Jason walked up the stairs, a tray of cookies in his hand. He had promised Boo she could have some, and it had been more than an hour since he had taken them out of the oven.
So Jason was taking them to her room, thinking that Boo had gotten lost in her studying.
He knocked on the door. "Boo, cookies. May I come in?"
There was a moment's pause, before Boo called out, "Yeah?"
Jason walked in, frowning. Boo was sitting on the edge of her bed, the blanket wrapped around her. She was out of breath, but trying to hide it.
Jason narrowed his eyes. "Why are you naked?"
"I don't have clothes," Boo answered immediately.
Jason rolled his eyes, putting the tray down on Boo's desk and going over to her closet. "Lies. You have shirts, pants," Jason listed as he pointed at them. "Jackets, hi Eric, socks....."
Jason trailed off; Eric stood there, the sheet off of Boo's bed wrapped loosely around him.
"Eric."
"Mr Todd."
To his credit, Eric did not look away from Jason's eyes. They stared at each other, before Jason turned to Boo.
"You and I will talk about this later," Jason said, before leaving the room. But not before giving Boo A Look before he left.
Boo watched Jason leave, before turning to the closet. Eric had closed the door, and had not reopened it.
Boo sighed, standing up and walking to the closet, opening it. "Eric?"
"That was weird, B," Eric muttered as he walked out, sheet still wrapped around him. He sat back on the bed, clutching onto the sheet like a lifeline. "Weird. And I don't see how you're not weirded out by this."
Boo shrugged. "Not that bad. Could've been worse."
"How?"
"We could've been in the middle of-"
"-Boo-"
"-instead of after," Boo finished, causing Eric to sigh.
"You're not at all concerned."
"Nope," Boo shrugged as she picked up a cookie to eat. "Jason's fine, he's great. A typical parent would've chased you out of the house for violating their daughter."
Eric narrowed his eyes at Boo. "Violating? Is that what we're calling it?"
"Oh, would you rather I call it *sweet, passionate, love making*?" Boo held out the tray to Eric. "Cookie?"
"Next time, we wait until no ones home," Eric muttered as he took a cookie. "Or go to a hotel."