Nogla paused as he was walking through the aisle of the store, glancing up at Terroriser. "So... Have you guys like... You know... Done the thing?"

Brian chuckled, "Only you would ask that question Nogla." He was surprised his friend would even inquire. But it was Daithi, and that man had absolutely no filter.

"What!? I was just asking!" He replied, growing agitated yet amused at the same time. He and Brian had gone out to pick up a few things for tonight's so called party with all the other guys. They were getting drinks and food to cook for dinner, while Brock was back at the apartment entertaining their friends. "Can't a bro just ask his other bro if he's getting any action?" Nogla wagged his eyebrows playfully, causing the other Irishman to scoff.

It was still early in the day, and they had started it with an all you can eat breakfast at Moo's favorite place, and then played each other in some video games back at the apartment. Jokes were made and laughter was shared. It was nice, just getting to hang out with one another, spend time together, especially since they didn't do it too often. After today, the guys would be heading back to their homes, and Brian and Brock would be left alone together once more. Brian knew Brock was going home as well after that; they would have to separate for a bit, go back to their normal lives without each other. It had been nice, living in the bliss, but both men knew reality had to make a return.

"I don't think that's any of your business, either way." The younger man got out as he looked over the collection of beer, debating what drinks to get for the guys. "But no, we haven't." He answered Nogla's question with a roll of his gentle blue eyes, humoring him. Had he thought about it? Of course he did. He was immensely attracted to Brock, but on the other hand, because of their situation, he was sort of waiting on his boyfriend to make the first move. He didn't want to try anything too hasty, or anything that the older man was uncomfortable with. They were taking things slow, and the other guys knew that also, which was why the subject of everything had yet to come up.

"Fair enough." Nogla replied, deciding to leave it alone ever so slightly. "But you want to," He teased Brian with a grin.

The other Irishman gave his friend a small shove, "Would you just stop?" He laughed lightly.

"Like I said before, just bros being bros." Daithi defended as they continued to browse the selection. "I saw Tyler and Evan talking to you last night, what was all that about?" Thankfully he changed the subject, but Brian wasn't sure if he wanted to talk about that either.

He grabbed some beer from the shelf, packing it down the aisle. "They're just looking out for Brock... Which I don't blame them, I was kind of an asshole." He did enjoy venting to Nogla when he could.

"You're not an asshole." The taller man quickly replied. "Is this all the beer we're getting?" He inquired as Brian handed him some things to carry.

Terroriser nodded, "Yeah, it should be enough... I just want everyone to have a good time tonight, and I know Evan said that you guys aren't mad at me for hurting Brock, but I can't help but to feel like it's awkward, and that you guys are mad at me." He explained to his friend as they headed to check out, buying their beer and other miscellaneous items for the night. It was true though. Ever since Wildcat and Vanoss came to him last night and expressed how they felt, Brian couldn't help but to feel a bit guilty. The truth was out, and no matter how hard he tried, he could never undo it. And even if he did make it right, it still didn't make it go away. Evan's words haunted him, and all he wanted more than ever was to make Brock happy.

"Brian look," Nogla began, stopping the other Irishman and turning him around. "If we were mad at you, we wouldn't have showed up. You and Brock are doing great, and the details of your relationship are none of our business."

Brian smirked, "Says the person who was just asking about my sex life five minutes ago."

Daithi chuckled, "I'm serious. You guys just do your thing... Don't pay any mind to me or the other guys, and if you need our help somewhere down the line, we'll be there." He explained, patting his friend on the shoulder. He was definitely a good friend when he wasn't messing around all the time, the younger man was thankful for him. "Now let's get back so they don't worry." He said, and Brian nodded, giving him a smile as they paid for their stuff, and began the drive back to the apartment. The LA traffic wasn't too bad today, so getting back home wasn't really a hassle. When they pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex, Wildcat and Marcel's screams could be heard from the outside. Hurriedly, Brian shut off the car, and grabbed the beer before rushing inside. What in the world were they yelling about? But it was revealed when he and Nogla entered, that the two were merely screaming about a very intense game of rocket league that happened to be going on at the moment.

"Jesus, you guys can't be screaming like that," Brian got out as he shut the door behind him, Nogla's chuckles surfacing from the background. "Almost gave me a heart attack... You know the neighbors will call the cops?"

"Quit bein' a bitch." Tyler replied nonchalantly as he continued mashing buttons on his controller.

Brian merely shook his head before taking the beer into the kitchen, where he found Moo and Vanoss sitting. "Way to hold down the fort, Brock." He grinned, before leaning down to kiss him. The older man kissed back, feverishly, Evan playfully gagging in reply. "How was everyone? Hope I wasn't gone too long." He managed against his boyfriend's lips before pulling away and placing the cases of beer on the table. If they were this loud sober, he could only imagine how they would be once they had a bit of alcohol in their system.

"They've been screaming like that for an hour now... And I was not getting in the way." He said simply.

"At least you got the good stuff," Evan commented, plucking a beer from the center of the table, and popping it open.

"Hey!" Brian protested, "No beer until after dinner!"

The asian man rolled his eyes, "Alright mom."

Craig helped Brock with dinner, (well as much as he could help considering he didn't know how to cook very well), and it broiled away on the stove while the rest of the guys took turns playing each other in video games as well as sipping on the alcoholic beverages. Most of them could handle their liquor well, and Brian was thankful for that. He didn't want to be dealing with any of his friends while they were overly drunk. It wasn't until H2O Delirious started free styling when he knew they had had plenty to drink. Moo couldn't resist so he laughed and pitch in with his cheesy rhymes.

Even though Brock was staying after the guys went home, Brian couldn't help but to feel a slight gravitational pull towards him. He wanted to be near him, and throughout the night, that's where he found himself; right by his boyfriend's side. He couldn't help but to give small touches whenever they were close, and at the dinner table? They played footsie with each other and allowed their fingers to intertwine when the rest of the guys weren't looking. It was a good way to spend the night.

"You guys are absolutely disgusting." Marcel got out.

"I'll agree with that." Lui added. "Next time we visit you two are being separated."

Nogla smiled, "I think it's kind of cute."

"You would," Tyler retorted.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He questioned, causing laughs from the other guys. The rest of the night followed in a similar manner. Jokes, alcohol, video games, and the constant public displays of affection courtesy of Brian and Brock. The alcohol ran out quickly, and most of the guys were at least slightly drunk, except for Brian. He chose to opt out of the night's festivities. However, it was late, when they all decided to call it a night. This would be the last time they saw each other together for a while, and the whole thought was a bit bittersweet. Nonetheless though, the couple helped their friends get all their stuff gathered up, making sure none of them forgot anything, and called them cabs for each of them to get back to their respective homes and hotel rooms safely.

Evan was a little too drunk when he bid Moo farewell, "Brock, I swear if you need anything, just call me." His speech was slurred, and all Brock could do was smile and laugh because he too, was equally intoxicated. Vanoss was such a good friend, but if he were being honest with himself right now, things felt good and he didn't think he would need anything from the asian. He still had a few more days to spend with Brian before he headed back to Utah, and he was optimistic about them, at least for now. And he hoped that they would be able to stay that way. "I'll see you around," Evan waved, before climbing into the already crowded car with the others. The hard part was over. Brian was glad that his friends got to come see his new apartment and even stay in LA for a few days, but now, it was just he and Brock alone, and the older man had had just a bit too much to drink.

Brian helped him get inside, hands steady on his waist, around his back not wanting him to fall. "You okay?" He inquired, taking him to the bedroom.

The older man hummed sleepily as he fell on the bed, his breath hot and reeking of liquor, "Just tired." He got out, pulling the Irishman down with him. The two laid there beside each other, eyes meeting again and again, and Brock wasn't sure if it was a revelation in that moment, or if he had just always known; but he was so inevitably in love with Brian. He was so in love and no matter what happened, no matter what they went through, he would always love him. "I love you," He got out in an exhale, running his hands through the Irishman's messy hair.

Brian grinned, "I love you too." He kissed his cheek, savoring the feeling. "You're drunk, aren't you?"

Brock nodded, laughing, "A little... But it was fun, I like our friends." He concluded.

The younger man had to agree, "Yeah they're pretty cool sometimes." He joked. But in that moment he was glad they liked him too after everything that happened between he and his boyfriend. Brian didn't want to dwell on it though so he focused on how good it felt to be cuddling with the man he loved. "Let's get some sleep, yeah? You're gonna be feeling all that beer in the morning."

Brock nuzzled into him, "That's why I have you to take care of me." He replied sweetly.

"Always and forever... Goodnight Brocky." And the two drifted off to sleep in each other's arms with thoughts of Brock eventually having to go home swirling through their heads. Despite how good everything was, they were still worried.