Matt and Adam both glared at Gil. The two of them had been forced to go into the garage by the older man, and apparently, they weren't going to be allowed to leave until they worked out their problems. "This is cruel and unusual punishment," Matt informed the Legend. "I hope you know this."
Gil just shook his head. "Well maybe if you two would stop acting like little boys and be grown men about this situation, I wouldn't have to do this."
Adam folded his arms over his chest. "Well you know what? If I'm a little boy, that means your youngest son is involved in a reverse pedophile relationship." He nodded knowingly. "So think about that for two seconds."
Matt and Gil both looked at each other incredulously. Matt was desperately trying to make sense of that statement, but he was getting absolutely nowhere. "A reverse pedophile relationship?" he repeated in disbelief. "What the fuck are you babbling about?"
Adam rolled his eyes. "A reverse pedophile relationship is when the little boy fucks the adult."
"That doesn't even happen you idiot!"
"Well if I'm the little boy Gil claims I am and Jeff's the adult of our situation, then that is EXACTLY what's happening," Adam said smugly. "Because I fuck Jeff good and hard and he LOVES it!"
Matt lunged at Adam, only to get held back by Gil. "That is enough from both of you!" the Legend snapped. "Matt, quit trying to beat Adam up. Adam, stop taunting Matt and making yourself sound like an idiot."
The two men in question just glared at each other. Matt didn't understand what the hell Jeff saw in Adam. The blonde was completely infuriating. "You can't make us like each other," he told his dad defiantly. "I refuse to even try it."
"I'm not saying that you two have to like each other," Gil said. "I know that might not be possible. But I'm here to make sure that you two will behave yourselves while all this wedding shit goes on. Jeff has his heart set on this wedding and I will not have it ruined by the two of you being idiots."
Matt looked down at his feet. Despite how much he hated Adam, he wanted Jeff to have his dream wedding. When they had been kids, he had never thought Jeff would ever actually want to get married. Jeff just had never seemed to be the marrying type back then. Or maybe that was what he had wanted to believe. Maybe Jeff had wanted to get married back then, and he just refused to even consider it because he didn't want to lose his baby brother.
"Why does it have to be you?" Matt finally asked Adam. "Out of all the people in the world he could have chosen, why does he want to marry you?"
Adam shrugged. "He loves me and I love him. It's as simple as that. If not fighting with you during this whole wedding thing is what he wants, then I'll give it to him."
Matt rolled his eyes. "How fucking noble of you. I'm sure he'll appreciate you sacrificing your need to torment me."
"Hey at least I want to try to get along for his sake," Adam snapped. "You say you would do anything for him, but you won't even try to get along with me. If you love him half as much as I do, then you should at least get the stick out of your ass and try not to hate me so much."
Now Matt was offended. "First of all, I love him much more than you do. And second of all, fine! I can totally get along with you for his sake." He crossed his arms over his chest and stuck out his tongue childishly.
Gil rolled his eyes. "Wow, everyone was right. You two are hopeless."
"We are not!" Matt and Adam denied at the same time. They frowned and looked at each other. "Don't talk when I'm talking!" they scolded each other at the same time.
"Okay, now that's just creepy," Gil said. "I might have to call a preacher down here to do an exorcism on the two of you."
"Please don't," Matt pleaded. "Adam's head really will spin off and explode if that happens."
Adam rolled his eyes. "That's nice Matt. That's really mature."
"Hey, just because I now plan to try to get along with you in front of Jeff doesn't mean I won't take some cheap shots when he's not around," Matt replied with a grin. He got up and ruffled Adam's hair before leaving the garage. He was about halfway back to the house when he ran into Chris.
"So how did it go?" Chris asked. "Are you and Adam best friends now?"
"We're going to try to get along better for Jeff's sake," Matt told him. "But I'm still going to insult him when Jeff's not around. It's a fucking addicting thing to do."
Chris smirked. "You want to know what else is addicting? Fucking."
Matt sighed and grinned. "Did anyone ever tell you that you are complete horndog?"
Chris nodded. "I think I've heard that once or twice. I can't help myself though. I'm completely fucking in love with you."
Matt didn't say anything back as Chris kissed him. He honestly wasn't sure how he felt about Chris at this point. Things had seemed to have moved beyond just lust, and now it was turning into something more. And Matt wasn't sure how he felt about that. He wasn't the type of person to recognize and express his feelings easily. He needed more time for that.
"Matty! Matty! Stop making out with my ex and look at me!"
Matt broke the kiss he was sharing with Chris and looked up at Jeff, who had his head poked out the window. "What do want?" he asked.
"Come up here and help me figure out what I'm going to wear to the wedding!"
"Make Adam do it!" Matt told him. "I'm busy at the moment."
Jeff whined like a child. "Matty! I can't! It'll be bad luck for him to see what I'm wearing before the wedding!"
"That is true," Chris pointed out.
Matt sighed in defeat. He knew he wasn't getting out of this. "Damn it, someone just kill me now before Jeff drives me fucking insane. This is going to suck big time. Jeff's a monster when he tries to plan stuff."
Chris nodded sympathetically. "Yeah, I know he is. But maybe it won't be so bad this time. Maybe he's matured in his older age."
"Did you just call me old Chris?" Jeff yelled. "Oh you are going to get it asshole!"
Matt rolled his eyes. "Yeah, he's really matured. I can just hear it in his voice. God, this is going to suck major balls."
