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Lou just smiled, wrapping his arms around Jay before the man could sit back down.
“I’d be happy to have you on my team,” he said. “I’ll carry us.”
“Like you can,” Matt butted in, tapping Marco for his turn. “You’re up, amigo.”
Jay laughed a little bit. "You sure? I'm not quite as light as I look." he teased, smiling and kissing Lou's cheek happily.
Marco nodded, getting up and grabbing his ball. He considered the lane for a moment, then threw, watching as the bowling ball rolled down the lane. He managed to knock down all but two, and grinned.
(If you can't tell, I have no fucking clue how bowling is scored lmao)
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“Okay maybe not literally,” he said. “However, I shall figuratively carry us.”
Lou turned and flopped on the couch again, taking another sip of his drink and checking the clock. Matt noticed and nodded to the Frenchman.
“20 more minutes,” he said with a devilish smile. “Make your rounds. Catch Marco and I if you can.”
(You’re doing great if that’s the case. Literally its just how many you knock down, you win lol)
Jay laughed, sitting down with Lou and snuggling up to the Frenchman's side. Then he sat up. "Wait…it's my turn now, isn't it." he said with a sigh. "Or is it Matt's?"
Marco flopped down into a seat, taking another sip of his drink and pillowing his head on one hand.
(lmao alright)
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Matt smiled, walking up to the lane with a sort of strut. “Mine.”
He took a ball, rolled, and knocked them all. He shut his eyes, spinning back around on his heel and jokingly bowing.
“Oh, show-off,” Lou yelled over the music. “Get outta here.”
“You get outta here, hijo,” Matt replied, sauntering back with a proud stride. Lou just shook his head with a laugh.
Jay sighed. "You're making the rest of us look bad, man." He complained with a laugh.
"Oh, you already looked bad." Marco teased. "He's just making you look worse."
Jay stuck his tongue out childishly. "Myeh myeh myeh."
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“Bowling wise?” Lou asked. “Absolutely. Physicality? You’re beautiful.”
He took Jay’s hand as he stood up, letting go of it slowly as he walked to take his turn. Of course, he did terribly.
“I’m done,” he said, laughing and falling back onto the couch. He took a long sip of his drink, finishing it off. “Matt, you get the dub. I don’t care anymore.”
His voice was filled with humor, and Matt responded in kin. “5 minutes. We could call it quits here?”
Matt glanced up at Marco. “Your turn next, whatd’ya say? Wanna show em up one last time?”
Jay smiled and blushed a little at the compliment. He pulled Lou into a kiss when he came back, wrapping his arms around Lou's shoulders.
Marco grinned, and got up. "Of course I'm up for it." He replied. He weighed his ball in one hand, and then threw, watching as it rolled down the lane.
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Lou couldn’t be bothered with the score. He was just happy he was there, especially in Jay’s arms.
Matt held out his hand for a high-five when Marco walked back, giving the man a cheeky smile and cheesy wink. His childish actions were charming to some, but Lou never understood the appeal.
Jay held onto Lou, and kissed him again. He didn't really care about the score either. He just wanted to be with Lou.
Marco smiled back, meeting the high five with one of his own. "Think we're kicking their asses?" He asked, arching an eyebrow.
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“We absolutely did,” Matt replied. “But, honestly, I don’t think they care much.”
He gave a small nod to the duo, letting out a little chuckle.
A small smile flicked across Lou’s mouth as he pulled away slowly. His eyes caught on Matt, who was just standing there innocently with Marco.
“We gonna go?” Matt asked.
“Where?” Lou replied. “The night is yours, bud. You dragged me here.”
Marco laughed softly, putting his hands on his hips as he looked at Jay and Lou. "True, true." He responded with a smile, watching their friends.
Jay hummed a little, snuggling close to Lou and not really adding to the conversation much. He didn't care what they did, so long as he got to stay with Lou.
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“Any ideas?” Lou cooed, his arms wrapped around Jay. Matt gave a fake gag, elbowing Marco jokingly.
“Get a room,” he snickered.
“Get a guy,” Lou retorted.
“Get me one.”
“Get lost.”
Matt just laughed heartily, rolling his eyes and beginning to take off his bowling shoes.
Marco smirked a little at the conversation. "I'm right here!" He exclaimed teasingly, spreading his arms as if in invitation. Then he peeled off his shoes, chuckling to himself.
Jay leaned into Lou happily, laughing at the two's banter.
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“Damn, alright,” Matt said in response, but it didn’t seem much like a joke. “I’ll take ya.”
Lou shook his head, moving from Jay to take off his own shoes. It took willpower, but he managed to pry himself from the American.
Afterward, Matt stood, waiting for the rest with shoes hanging loosely in his hand. “You ready, amigos?”
Marco was still laughing softly. "Well. I don't want you if you just take me from convenience." he replied in a rather teasing voice. Though he was serious about that. He didn't want to just be taken because he happened to be the closest warm body.
Jay took off his shoes with a sigh, then put his own back on, and wrapped an arm around Lou's waist happily.
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“Are you kidding?” Lou said with a chuckle. “The moment he saw your picture he’s been drooling.”
Matt shook his head, keeping his cool surprisingly well. He propped himself up on the counter of the front desk, putting his shoes up on the table to return them. “He lies. But, you are quite… dashing if I do say so.”
Lou rolled his eyes, putting his shoes up on the table, too, and slipping an arm around Jay as well.
"Well, I'm afraid I can't help being attractive." Marco replied with a wink. He smiled, chuckling softly and stretching. Though he didn't bother to hide the way his eyes traced up and down the lines of Matt's body. He smiled a little bit, head tipping just slightly to the side.
Jay leaned his head on Lou's shoulder, then turned, catching the Frenchman in a kiss.
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Lou tugged at Jay slightly, returning the kiss, then pulling away as he began to walk out. Matt led the group, slowing down in just the slightest so he could walk alongside Marco. Lou kept his arm right around Jay’s waist happily.
The evening was dark, at about 9:30. The city was bustling and alive, people everywhere and lights on, the faint sound of music coming from every open window. Matt and Lou were used to this— the unsleeping weekend nights.
Jay stayed close to Lou's side, a soft, happy smile on his face as he did so. He let out a soft, slow breath as they entered into the night air.
Marco happily stayed near Matt, stretching lazily as they walked. "So. Where are we off to now?" He questioned.
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Matt glanced over, but his eyes didn’t meet the man’s for too long. He kept his hands in his pockets, his jacket tossed over one of his shoulders.
“No clue,” he responded. “Got any ideas?”
Marco shrugged a little bit. "This ain't my city." he replied, a faint hint of a southern accent slipping into his words. "So I have no idea."
Jay kissed Lou's cheek, reaching up to run a hand through the Frenchman's hair. "We can't repeat last night, by the way. Fun as that was." he said softly. "I do need some sleep."
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Lou held up a finger to Matt, who had turned around to say something most likely snarky.
Lou leaned into Jay’s hand slightly, his eyes lingering closed for just a moment.
“Alright,” he said. “I guess I should sleep, too.”
“We could just wander around,” Matt suggested. “Not sure how entertaining that would be.”
Jay nodded a little, leaning into Lou happily. "Of course." He looked at Matt. "Hm. Maybe…oh! Is that fair thingy still going on?" He asked, eyes flicking back to Lou again with a smile.
Marco stretched, quiet.
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Lou grinned, his eyes still set forward.
“The square?” Matt asked. “It’s always going, amigo.”
Lou moved his arm from Jay’s waist to his shoulders, draping it lightly over the man.
“Then,” Lou began, looking down at Jay. “Shall we?”
Jay shrugged. "If you guys want to, sure. Marco can show off his non-existent dance moves." He replied with a laugh.
Marco scowled over at Jay. "Hey, not my fault I'm no good at dancing." He said, rolling his eyes.
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‘It’s fine, Marco,” Lou laughed. “I can’t dance either.”
Matt turned, grinning. “Correct. I, on the other hand, can.”
Lou rolled his eyes. He lowered his voice so only Jay could hear him.
“He says that, and he actually can,” he chuckled quietly. “You’ll see.”
Jay laughed a little bit. "Mm. Alright." He replied to Lou, kissing the other male's cheek. "And as for dancing…you did alright last evening." He shrugged his shoulders. "Not that I'm all that great either, though."
Marco chuckled a little bit, nodding.
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“We try,” Lou said, a slight bit louder so Marco could hear. He gave a small breathy laugh as he did so.
They turned a corner, Matt and Marco still leading. The Hispanic stepped across a nearby bridge, leading the others to the musical square. It was darker now, but the jazz band from the other night was playing strong. The music was more upbeat at this time, and many people were out dancing in the square.
Jay smiled happily, leaning into Lou. "Of course." He replied, kissing Lou's cheek softly. He wanted to keep the other male close. As close as possible.
Marco watched the dancing, a soft smile flickering across his face.
