the lead singer has such a punchable face

Jack sat at the computer in the dining room, which was really a table and chairs set in the entryway with a small desk off to the side. He was scrolling through the comments section of YouTube; the webpage was loading slower than he would have liked. The band had uploaded a new music video of their latest single, and he was dying to see the reaction of their fans, and haters, everyone really. He wanted to know what people liked, what they thought was cool.

Ryan hung over his shoulder, his arms resting on the back of the hard cheap wooden dining chair Jack was sitting in. Every so often he would nod his head or let out a small "Yeah" or "mm".

They had been at this for well over an hour.

"That can't be good for you to read every comment, guys." Adam said from the table, not looking up from his textbooks and notebook.

Jack waved a hand at him dismissively. "Meh, it's feedback"

"Yeah, feedback," Ryan parroted.

Adam sighed. He continued working. It was the beginning of the semester, and he didn't want to get behind, especially with his busy schedule with his brothers. Still, he couldn't help but smile at some of the comments they were reading aloud.

"Jack is so cute! XD I want to haz his beanie!"

"Did you know this was from Spongebob? lol"

"I know a hit when I hear one! Like my comment to claim you were here from the start!"

"Homestuck shirt spotted >_<"

"Squeeee! I call dibs on the bass player!"

And finally:

"The lead singer has such a punchable face."

Jack laughed, "Wow. That one really takes the cake."

"A bit true. I've punched you in the face once," Ryan said, laughing along with him.

"When?" Jack stopped scrolling. He shifted on the chair to look at Ryan.

"I mean, not out of anger but like when we were play fighting as kids? I'm 99 percent sure I've punched you in the face accidentally."

"You've never done that." Jack turned back around and continued scrolling.

"I have!" Ryan exclaimed.

"I think I would remember that."

Ryan scratched the back of his head. "I vividly remember accidentally hitting you in the face."

"It's okay, you don't have to be tough for the camera, big guy."

"It happened!"

Adam let them squabble for a bit. He finally looked up from his work and interjected, "That was me you punched."

The two went silent and faced Adam.

"Oh." A sheepish smile drew across Ryan's face. "My bad. It was you?"

"Yes! You were like eleven and trying to prove you could take me in a wrestling match and got me square in the jaw."

"I'm sorry, I don't remember this at all." Ryan said.

Adam raised his eyebrows. "I do." He grinned. "And then you cried saying 'Don't tell dad! Don't tell dad!'"

"Wait, you cried?" Jack said.

"I was scared!" Ryan gestured towards himself defensively.

Adam stood from the table and pointed at Ryan. "So you do remember!"

"You weren't even the one that got hit?" Jack continued.

"It really hurt too." Adam pouted, rubbing his jaw.

Jack wouldn't let this go, "Did you even apologize?"

"Hey, stop it! I don't know!" Ryan said. He had his hands in the air now, in an "I give up" pose.

Jack walked over to Adam's side. "What a brother you have, hitting you and not even apologizing," he egged Adam on.

Adam took his baby brother under his arm. They both were wearing a full shit-eating grin now. "It's a good thing I have a backup brother. One that doesn't abuse me."

"Hey didn't he also hit you at some point?" Ryan attempted to shift the conversation away from him. "I do remember a certain play we put on."

"I WAS 6 that doesn't count!" Jack spat.

"Yeah nice try Ry, but that one was an accident." Adam said.

"And mine wasn't?"

"I hit him while dancing. You punched him in the face." Jack smirked and shrugged. "Kind of hard to do on accident."

"I could do it right now on purpose, c'mere." Ryan pulled him out from under Adam's arm. Jack squirmed under his hold, the two failing miserably at fighting, their laughter overtaking them.

Adam simply sat back down at the table to continue his schoolwork, chuckling to himself.