A few hours later when Brian woke up finally, it was to a very noisy apartment and Tyler's loud, wheezing laugh. "I can't believe you fucking did that!" However, it was Marcel's booming voice that actually brought him out of his little nap on the couch. He must have been tired, because he slept through all of his friends arriving at the apartment for their night together. He could hear Brock's voice though, above everyone else, and that caused him to sit up on the couch, and stretch his stiff muscles. Falling asleep on the sofa was never a good thing, and he couldn't even imagine how he and Brock fit on this damned tiny thing. He wasn't going to protest though - he enjoyed the closeness it provided for them. But the Irishman stood up nonetheless, his back aching from uncomfortableness and headed into the kitchen where everyone was, all while running a hand through his tousled hair.

"Good evening sleepyhead." Moo greeted affectionately as soon as he spotted his boyfriend. Their friends were crowded around the small kitchen table, eating food that Brock had probably prepared, but as soon as they spotted Brian, their laughter couldn't be contained. Hell, even his own boyfriend couldn't help but to let out a few chuckles himself. All the while, the younger man just stood in the doorway of the room, dumbfounded at what in the world all his friends were cracking up about. They hadn't even been here that long and already he was sick of them. Typical. He had just woken up and they were instantly getting on his nerves.

"What?" Brian asked annoyed. "What did you fuckers do this time?" He was sure he wasn't even fully awake from his nap yet, his voice still thick with sleep.

"...Nothing." Tyler managed to get out through his wheezing laughter. "Nothing at all..."

Mini's laugh was the loudest, "Jesus fucking christ!" He almost screamed. But this was the norm. They were always picking on Terroriser one way or another, so this little situation wasn't any different than before. Brian was used to it, and he couldn't help the smile suddenly gracing his face as he stood there in the kitchen doorway while his friends, and his boyfriend laughed at him. "Tyler, you are such a shitty friend," Craig continued.

"I know!" He wheezed.

Amidst the chaos, Brian's blue eyes found Brock, "You too Brock? Come on, what's going on?" He made his way over to the older man, wrapping his arms around his broad frame, causing a few groans by the others. The public displays of affection would get old quickly to their group of friends, that was for sure. But Moo never said a word. What would he even say to the Irishman? It was too much. However, he merely grabbed his phone from the counter, and put it on the front camera so Brian could get a good look at himself. "Aw what the fuck!?" He managed to yell, while the kitchen erupted with laughter once more, Brock's laugh overpowering the rest. It was a lovely sound despite the circumstance. Tyler had did what he said he was going to, and drew all over Brian's face with a black marker. "You guys are assholes!" He gave his boyfriend back his phone before storming upstairs to the bathroom to wash his face.

"Aw, don't be a poor sport," Brock called out with bouts of leftover laughter.

"I told you he would react that way." Evan said as a matter of fact.

"I mean if I woke up with dicks on my face I'd be pretty pissed too." Nogla got out. His friends laughed again. "Not actual dicks," Daithi added rolling his eyes. "You know what I mean!" He continued, defending himself.

"You've had dicks on your face before?" Marcel chuckled.

"Fuck off!"

When Brian returned from the bathroom upstairs after scrubbing the mess off his skin, he was still teased relentlessly by his so called friends. But once they finally got that out of their system, they readied to head out for the night. Since it was only the first evening of them being in LA, going out for drinks was voted for their plans. Tom had even decided to meet them at their bar of choice to hang out for a bit. Rest and relaxation was the main goal as they all settled in a rather large booth, cracking open their bottles of beer and other drinks and making jokes. Through continuous unwanted public displays of affection, and dirty inside jokes, Brian and Brock were able to disgust the other guys, and they were having a great time in doing so.

"Aw come on guys," Delirious waived it off. "I didn't fly all the way out here for that shit."

"Me either." Lui added.

"Oh shut up," Brian replied, sipping his beer. However, it was nice to just be with the boys again, despite everything. And he hadn't seen them in a while, so that was a plus as well. It kind of made it feel like the whole girlfriend thing with Brock had never happened. They were happy, they were happy with their friends, and all was as it should be. Things felt normal. And drinking was always a good way to help them unwind and relax, even if they were being assholes to each other in the process. However, it was late when they all decided to call it a night. There was no way in hell Brian's new, small apartment would be able to hold all the guys, so some were staying with Evan, and some were staying a nearby hotel, but they were all staying in LA.

Brock hadn't drank much, so he was the designated driver of Brian's car, while the rest of the guys had fit in a cab, or rode with Evan or Tom. The night was late, and they were tired, but all in all, they still had a good time, and tomorrow hanging out would be even better. The boys always enjoyed each other's company whenever they reunited. After a short drive, the cab, along with the rest of the cars, stopped at Terroriser's apartment first, and the guys all grouped up there before heading their separate ways to hotels and what not. But as soon as Brian was about to head inside, following Brock, he felt Vanoss grab onto his shoulder and stop him, with Tyler right by his side. "Hey Brian, you care if we talk for a second?" Evan asked. He had been waiting to speak privately with him for some time now.

The younger man was very confused, but agreed nonetheless. "Yeah sure, what's up?" He questioned as the asian pulled him to the side. This was unlike Evan completely, so that's why Brian was a little taken aback. Wildcat on the other hand, was the complete opposite. He'd expect this from someone like him, but still, this was completely random, and the Irishman had no idea what they were doing. Nevertheless though, this was something that had been eating Evan alive for a while. He had been itching for the chance to talk to Brian in person. It wasn't a conversation that could be held through text or over the phone. And even though things between he and Brock were going well at the moment, that didn't mean that the future was irrelevant or that the past was forgotten. This had to be addressed, and Evan knew he wouldn't feel better unless he took care of it, and Tyler vowed to back him up.

"Alright, look, I'm just gonna be completely honest with you," Vanoss started. "We all know what happened with Brock, okay?" It was a statement, and at that, Brian could feel his heartbeat speeding up. Just what in the world was Evan getting at here? He had no idea what to say, so he just listened to the younger man as he spoke in concern for his friend. "So you don't have to pretend like it didn't happen... You don't have to keep it a secret from us, we all already know... And I just wanted to let you know that we're not mad at you." He continued. "We don't know what kind of situation you're in, and all that shit..."

"But it really hurt Brock," Tyler stepped in.

Evan nodded, "Yeah, and we're just looking out for him."

"I know-" Terroriser tried to defend himself but he was interrupted.

"So it better not happen again." Tyler warned.

Brian let a scoff slip, but it was definitely not intentional. "Guys, I appreciate what you're trying to do, and I'm sure Brock appreciates it too... But I assure you. Something like that is never going to happen again. I love Brock, I am in love with Brock, and I never meant to hurt him in the first place. It was just kind of like... A wrong place at the wrong time situation?" He continued to explain as his crystal blue eyes bored into both Evan and Wildcat. He hasn't wanted to go into details at the moment, but it was really none of their business anyway. "We're doing really good, and that's why we invited you guys over in the first place. Because we were all out of our own drama and we just wanted to have fun. And I'm telling the truth, honest." He finally finished. He couldn't believe Evan and Tyler had the audacity to do something like this, but all and all they were just looking out for Brock, and he didn't blame them. What happened was intense.

But Evan seemed to believe him and let him off the hook for now. "Alright." He nodded. "Don't hate us, we're just trying to be good friends." They knew Brock was sensitive and they didn't want to see him go through heartbreak again.

"No I get it." He answered.

"But if it happens again," Tyler interrupted once more. "I will kick your ass." Half of him was joking and half of him was serious.

Brian laughed, "If it happens again, I want you to kick my ass." Vanoss laughed at that as well and the Irishman bid he and Tyler and the rest of the guys farewell. "Get home safe!" He called out. "I'll see you guys tomorrow." He said before heading inside to join Brock who was already tucked in the bed and waiting for his boyfriend.

"What took you so long?" The older man inquired.

Brian wracked his brain for an answer, not wanting Brock to be concerned about anything. "Evan and Tyler just wanted to talk to me." He answered honestly.

"About what?" Brock replied, his eyes searching for Brian's in the dark room. It was nice hanging out with the gang but he had missed his alone time with the Irishman.

"About us... Making sure we were okay now. I told them we were fine and they didn't have to worry." He wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him close. "I'm not messing this up again," He gave a half smile before kissing Brock on the forehead. He would be a complete fool to destroy their relationship once more, and he hadn't planned to. He couldn't blame his friends for caring though, he'd do the same if he were in their shoes. It was late though, the two were tired so it didn't take long for them to doze off to sleep together. They needed their rest because tomorrow with the guys all day was going to be nothing but draining; but it would be fun as well, and that was just what Brian and Brock needed in their lives right now.