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The room exploded.
“I’m sorry! What!”
“Excuse me!”
“You two were already together!”
“What the actual-”
Huey put his hands to his head and then started to shake them, “Can you guys be quiet for a second?”
The room did not quiet down, and the explosion continued. Boyd watched as his boyfriend continued to stim unhappily. He looked through his programs until he found what he wanted.
BLARRRRRRRRRRRE.
The loud siren quickly got everyone’s attention, turning focus from Huey to Boyd. They covered their ears as they turned to face the angry teen who was glaring at the group. Boyd’s arms were crossed as he spoke, “You guys need to be quiet. Huey is not dealing with the craziness well.”
The group all looked moderately ashamed and upset when they actually took a good look at Huey who was still shaking his hands and was bouncing his legs. Boyd walked over to where Huey sat and crouched in front of him.
“Everything is going to be fine,” Boyd whispered so only Huey could hear, “Do you want me to touch you at all?” Huey gave a slight nod, “Can I put my hand on your knees?” Another nod. “Okay, I’m going to stay like this until you feel comfortable.”
Huey gave a small smile at his boyfriend, and continued to allow his legs to go up and down. The entire room felt like they were intruding on a private moment and looked away. Everyone who had been on the couch with Huey had quickly left to allow the boys to take a moment. Webby watched with a smile as she leaned further into Lena.
Soon, Huey was calm and allowed Boyd to sit on the couch with him and put his arm around him. Huey slowly looked around the room, attracting attention. He slowly made his way to look at Webby. “So,” He gave a smirk, “I see the spy training is paying off Webbigail.”
“To be honest,” Webby smiled back, “You were doing pretty well until Dewey’s scheme.”
“Hey!” Dewey gave a small cry.
“That makes sense,” Huey laughed, “We were a little clingy.”
“More than a little,” Webby admitted, “Then I kind of hid behind some of the armor the other day when you two said you were ready to tell us about everything.”
Huey looked up, leaning into Boyd a little more, “I knew I should have told Uncle Scrooge the armor could be used for spying and intel!”
“I’ll remind you next time,” Boyd smiled, and leaned in to kiss the top of Huey’s head. An “Awwwwww” filled the room causing the two boyd to blush.
“Anyway,” he said bashfully, “So we essentially gave ourselves up?”
“Pretty much,” Webby shrugged, “How long have you guys been together anyway?”
They looked at each other, “About six months.”
“Six months?” the room shouted.
Huey jumped back into Boyd a little more, who took it in stride and held him a little tighter. “Yes,” Boyd answered with a nod, “Six months, this next weekend I believe.”
“But why didn’t you tell us?” Dewey asked.
“Well,” Huey looked down, “I love us being triplets. I really do. I always thought that was the best thing ever up until the first ‘Only Child Day’ Dewey set up. But even after that, we were always pretty much together and attached at the hip and we share just about everything, even our bedroom still!” Huey sighed, “I guess when Boyd and I got together, I was excited because this was something that I could have and keep to myself for just a little while.”
“Then I had my own issues,” Boyd admitted, “Since starting training to be a superhero, Dad always stressed the importance of keeping your loved ones safe especially after almost losing Father a few times and I saw how Drake was with you Gosalyn,” He gestured to her and she gave an understanding nod, “Huey has a habit of trying to be helpful, especially when it comes to fighting, and while I appreciate it,” he smiled and nudged him, “he’s always in danger when he goes into to try and help. To add a relationship to that, would be to put an extra target on his back, so even when he was finally ready to tell you guys,” Boyd looked up, “I was too nervous that he would get hurt.”
The group exchanged looks and nods, and slowly smiled at the boys.
“Well,” Gosalyn said, “At least you guys told us now before we had to throw someone off a cliff again. Right, Dewey?” She glared.
“It was an accident!” Dewey yelled, “If it was up to you everyone would only ever be locked in closets!”
“Because closets hold people until forever!”
“But that’s not what we want!”
“Isn’t it though?”
The group laughed as the two squabbled over closets and dangerous stunts.
“So anyway,” Lena laughed, “how did you two end up together?”
The boys looked at each other wide eyed. Huey started, “I don’t think that’s-”
“Classified,” Boyd looked down.
Oh boy. The group exploded to get the story out of them and after a while the two finally agreed leading to an evening of laughter, games, and love.