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"Maybe." I shrugged, plopping back down on his bed. My face scrunched in curiosity, "Do you think he's having wet dreams right now?"

John B's smirk grew on his face, as he peered down to look at me. Mischievousness was lurking behind his brown eyes, "Only one way to find out."

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John B and I peered over JJ as he slept next to Pope on the pull out couch. We had been standing over him for the past 15 minutes or so waiting, so it gave me time to observe him. Similarly to John B, JJ's face was smushed againt his pillow as his bare chest laid flat against the mattress. I smiled softly as I watched him. JJ always slept on his stomach. When we would sleep next to each other, he would fall asleep on his stomach with his arm swung across my body that was pressed against his. Good times.

That wasn't important right now. John B and I held anticipated looks held on our faces, both of our teeth biting down on our bottom lips as we smiled excitedly, watching JJ like a hawk.

My eyes flickered to my cousin beside me, my smile not faltering in the slightest, "Why isn't anything happening?"

"Shut up." John B didn't even spare me a look, just pushed his finger against my lips.

My eyebrows furrowed as I looked down at my smushed lips that were pressed against his finger. Ew. "Get your nasty, dirty, fat fucking finger off of my-"

"Rori...." My eyes went from John B's finger to the blonde boy in front of me. My eyes went straight to John B to see his reaction, his face mirroring mine. Both of us had shocked yet excited smiles on our faces, like we finally found what we were looking for. My eyes widened when I caught John B's. I mouthed 'oh my God' to him as he mouthed 'I know right' back to me. This was gold.

"Fuck, A." Our mouths clamped shut as we heard his next mumbled words come out in a moaned tone. "Stop teasing me."

John B couldn't hold in his laughter any longer. He made a loud noise as he let out a quiet laugh at JJ's sleep talk. I doubled over as I watched him, my hand clasping over my mouth as I tried to hold in my laughter.

"I can't, I can't." John B whispered to me facing away from my sleeping ex, though it came out more like a wheeze. He walked over by the near by table and laid his head down on the counter top, his quiet laughter being very audible.

"Rori? John? Is that you?" Another voice took over John B and I's laughter. Once I looked back up, tears in my eyes, I could see the blurriness of Pope sitting up looking at both of us, though his eyes were barely open.

"Oh, shit." I whispered, turning away from Pope and over to John B. I started quietly giggling again, grabbing John B's arm and pulling him to go back into his room.

"Fuck." John B said through his whispered chuckles as he followed after me.

"Shh, shh." I put my finger towards my lips, motioning for him to be quiet although I wasn't quite holding in my laughs either. I pulled him along into his bedroom and finally when the door shut, we started actually laughing all over again.

"I'm totally sleeping over in here tonight." I said, my giggles now slowing down as I wiped my hand along my cheek where tears fell.

I held up my other hand to high five him and once he did, he nodded his head, a goofy smile on his face, "Totally."

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