Connor was sprawling. There was no other word for it, his long legs were splayed across the rug and his upper body was propped up on his elbows. Connor was staring at the clouds and occasionally blurting out a random word like rabbit, car or Archaeopteryx.
Stephen was trailing a finger through a patch of dirt off the edge of the rug and watching as a line of ants chased the remains of their lunch. He idly dropped a leaf in their path and watched the two way stream bulge out from the disruption.
Nick was watching them as he chewed lazily on a grape, his toes tucked under Stephen's leg.
Nick smiled as Connor followed Shark with Pterodactyl and Stephen held his finger close to his face to watch the ant crawling on it.
He moved forward, kneeling over Stephen's legs and let his weight collapse Connor into the rug.
Connor let out a little 'oof' and smiled at him.
"You're in the way of the clouds." Nick grinned down at him before dropping a quick kiss onto his lips and rolling off to lie beside him.
Stephen shifted down at their feet until he was lying on the other side of Connor.
Nick pointed his finger at a cloud.
"Sheep."
Stephen raised an eyebrow archly at him across Connor.
"Nick, they all look like sheep."
Connor laughed brightly and they just lay there on their picnic rug and argued about the clouds.