Lui couldn't sleep. His master bedroom on the second floor was the nicest of all the rooms in his house, but it wasn't as comfortable as it had been before. After tossing and turning a bit more, Lui swung his legs out of bed and sat on the edge, allowing his brain to stop spinning for a second before staggering towards his on suite bathroom. Flipping the light on, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.

He looked like shit. His usual stubble was starting to grow out, looking uneven and patchy. His eyes were developing shadows underneath them and the veins of blood in his eye were standing prominently. His hair which he had had cut only a few days ago was starting to grow out, and his bare chest was, once again, covered in too much hair. He looked away, and headed towards the toilet.

He was halfway through peeing when he realized he was going to throw up.

It smelt foul, and the after taste was even worse. He scrunched his nose as he flushed, then picked up his tooth brush and bottle of mouth wash to clean up.

He was flipping the light off in his bathroom when he heard a knock at the door. Staggering over, Lui opened the door to find Jonathan standing in the door. He was still wearing the same white, wrinkled shirt from earlier, and had thrown on his jeans again. He stood awkwardly, swaying slightly from being drunk still, a yawn just leaving.

"Hey Lui," he said, softly so as not to wake David or Evan, who had rooms just down the hall. "Can I come in?"

Lui nodded and he came in. Lui's room had black painted walls and four large floor-to-ceiling windows doubling as balcony doors faced the door to the hallway. Long white curtains were drawn across them to block out the light from outside. His bed was against the far wall, the headboard pressed against it, a large mirror hanging above it. To the right of the bed was his gaming set up, a large desk with two monitors, camera and microphone, black leather chair. To the left was the door leading to the bathroom, as well as several bookshelves, a small TV also with a recording set up, a leather coach and sueded dark bean bags. gray carpet covered the floor and a ceiling fan with lights handing from it took center of the ceiling. All over, it was a nice room which suited Lui's needs perfectly.

Jonathan collapsed into a bean bag while Lui went over to his desk, opening one of the doors of his draw to reveal a small mini fridge. He pulled out two Red Bulls, grunting softly at Jonathan who lifted his head up, registering the energy drink, then shot a hand up to catch the can that Lui threw his way. Lui collapsed on the beanbag, cracking open his can and taking a huge gulp of the energy drink before letting loose an energized sigh and threw his head back on the bean bag.

"That hit the fucking spot."

Jonathan had done the same thing. "You can say that again, fuck." He sat up from his spot on the coach, clutching his head with his hand. "Drinking all of that beer was a big fucking mistake."

Lui didn't move, but his smile faded slightly as he relived the events of earlier.

"I think it helped though."

Jonathan made a noise that sounded like a question.

"Being slightly fucked up kind of lessened the blow of what you were asking us to do. I mean, I probably would of said flat-out no if I had been sober, Tyler would of decked you."

Jonathan laughed. He rolled his head to look at Lui, who had sat up now and had his elbows resting on his knees.

"It was a long shot you guys would even do it. I was expecting maybe a few now, then more later." Jonathan shook his head looking down at Lui's coach, frowning slightly as he sort threw his sleep and alcohol muddled brain. "I'm relieved you all did it though, and impressed."

Lui kept looking at Jonathan. It was still hard for him to really come to terms that this was Delirious. Delirious, the guy who never showed his face, who always had post-it notes covering his camera incase it switched on by accident. The guy who always wore a mask in every game regardless of who it was or what the game was. Seeing his light blue-gray eyes reflecting what little was in the room, his lean but toned body relaxed on the coach, and hearing his voice come out of his own mouth face to face was unreal.

Jonathan had pulled his body up in a pull-up position to drink from the Red Bull can again before lying back down on the coach, facing the ceiling.

"I'm still having a hard time realizing it's you, man," Lui laughed after a minute, breaking the silence.

Jonathan laughed too. "What you mean?"

Lui smiled and scrunch his eyebrows together, putting his words together slowly.

"I mean like…we've been playing games for a long time together, and…I don't know man…it's just strange to suddenly put a face to the voice I've always heard."

Jonathan was smiling as he said this.

"…I guess it was about time for a face reveal, huh?" Jonathan laughed roughly at this, as did Lui. After a moment, the two fell into silence. It wasn't awkward anymore, they just felt content and a little sleepy. Lui was starting to get over the negative effects of the booze, and the Red Bull wasn't doing a damn thing to ward of his sleepiness.

"So, gotta ask," Lui grunted, sitting up. "You and Alexa…you a thing?"

Jonathan laughed again. His trademark laugh was so genuinely happy, and infectious.

"No no no…no we aren't dating." Jonathan said, looking up at the ceiling still.

"Alexa and I are like family. I've kinda watched her grow up in a way, ya' know? Like, she's twenty now, and I've been with her since she was sixteen. I was with her when she went to prom with her boyfriend, and when she had her big break up. I was with her when she graduated high school, I was with her when she went to college, and-" Jonathan stopped, uneasy all of sudden, but shook it off hoping Lui wouldn't notice. He did.

"Anyway, we've been through a lot together. I've been there for her and she's been there for me. I guess there were a few times we thought about it, but it would feel a little like incest," Jonathan joked and snickered as Lui threw a pillow at him hissing "gross."

"I'm serious though. We did think about it, but we just both felt like it wouldn't be right."

"So who was the guy she called tonight?" Lui asked.

"Andrew. He graduated from the same high school and the same college she went to and attended. She fell back on him about a year back, and those two have been - I don't know what it is, fucking I guess?" Jonathan shrugged, balancing his Red Bull on his stomach and watching it jerk up and down with his heart beat. "Either way, she knew this day would come, so kinda put off getting into something with him for a while."

Lui listened, nodding.

"What about you?" Lui asked, drinking. "Why didn't you call anyone?"

Jonathan sighed. Then finally spoke, but very slow, meaning in each word. "Because I broke my last relationship off due to a wild and crazy crush…"

Lui smiled. "Yeah, I get that. What's she like?"

Jonathan was silent, glancing at Lui with a question in his eyes, but Lui didn't notice. His head was knocked back drinking the rest of the Red Bull. So Jonathan turned back to the ceiling before speaking.

"Something else. The kinda person you wanna spend the rest of your life with, but are so scared that that life would become a drug you couldn't get out of. You'd fall so hard it would cut deep. Almost dangerous to love 'em, but you still do it."

Lui laughed. "You sure it isn't Alexa?"

Jonathan looked at him again.

"Sounds like her. She's dangerous, she's hot, and she seems like the kinda girl it would kill to leave."

Jonathan was silent, watching him. Before looking back up at the ceiling and saying low under his breath. "You're wrong Lui."

Lui heard it, and made a sound like a question as he swallowed his last gulp of Red Bull.

"Alexa has been through a lot of tough shit and came out the other end scared and callous. I'm surprised she came out with an actual sense of humor honestly."

"What do you mean?" Lui asked, frowning and tilting his head.

Jonathan sighed. Lui caught on; he was invading her privacy. Jonathan was her best friend, and there was something very dark about Alexa - about both of them - that he didn't want to say. So Lui shut up, while he was dying to know what it was. He got up casually and offered to take Jonathan's can. He took another sip before handing it to Lui, who trashed both before sitting back down.

"What time is it?"

Lui checked his phone. No new texts from Rachel. She didn't want to talk to him after what he did.

"It's four."

"Fuck." Jonathan pulled himself up and stretched, before heading towards the door. Lui following him.

"Hey man, sorry for prying about you and Alexa," Lui apologized before Jonathan opened the door. The taller guy looked at him. His blue eyes were kind, and his slight smile told him not to worry.

"I mean, you didn't know. Maybe one day I'll tell you, or maybe Alexa will. She seems to like you, so she may. But don't push it, okay?" Jonathan spoke. He ran a hand through his hair before he spoke again. "You were right about one thing. She is dangerous. Very. And she's the kinda person to put everything on the line. She will say it's 'cause she has nothing to loss, but that's half the truth. That's a story she's gotta tell herself," and with that, Jonathan pulled open Lui's bedroom door, smiled a thank you, then closed it behind him.

Lui stood there, running over what Jonathan just said: "she is dangerous." What could that mean? Was she so dangerous he had to worry about sleeping down the hall from her? That he had to be nice to her in the kitchen in case she took at knife to him? Or was it something else?

Lui crawled back into his bed, lying in the center of it. He felt a little lonely, and a little scared. Jonathan and Alexa were hard. He knew they were hard when they came busting through their hotel room door, machine guns blazing. He knew they were hard when Alexa took them on a wild car chase. He knew they were hard when Alexa did the knife trick from Alien with a carving knife, when she broke into the wine cellar with Tyler by picking the lock, when Jonathan chugged an entire beer by balancing the nose in his mouth and not using his hands. When they made the others break up with their girlfriends and goodbye to their families, and none of them shed a tear.

Lui shivered; he couldn't help but think this was what they wanted them to be.

And at the same time, Lui was almost too excited to wait.