The idea is to keep on your feet but he hadn't wanted to Drop wash and they were hanging onto each other so this is how it is, him braced on top of Wash, flush from chest to thigh, swallowing as he looks down at the kid. For a long moment he's not sure what he should say or if there's another part of the lesson he needs to move onto and god damn had his eyes always been that bright? His jaw that angled.

When the hell did the awkward kid he treated like a brother win puberty and grow into exactly his type? Seriously. Not fair. Wash wasn't allowed to win Puberty.

Thankfully the LTs were too busy whispering intently between each other to notice this long, awkward moment. Intense moment? It feels intense. All that heat and muscle and- shit.