Popcorn (Khai/Third)

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"Should I even ask, how did you manage to set your house on fire?" Bone said, watching his two friends sitting on the bar stools before him. 

"We made popcorn." Third answered, his cheeks turning slightly pink. 

"And got a little distracted." Khai grinned proudly, remembering his boyfriend's legs around his waist, his tiny hands clutching his neck as he mercilessly pounded into him on their dining table.  

"And we didn't set the house on fire." Third murmured, still flushed. 

"It just got a little smoky inside," Khai added.

"Whatever." Bone dismissed the conversation with the waiving hand, already having an idea of the distraction which was Khai talking about. He handed his friends the two cups with coffee and got back to work. 

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