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"Huh," Steve says.
Sam groans, burying his face in his hands. "Oh my god..." he says. "Months, Steve. MONTHS!"
The couch squeaks as Steve shifts. "Yeah. Kinda impressive though..."
"And all our friends think we're the ones who're good at communicating," Sam says, pulling his hands away from his face.
"On the bright side..." Steve says, smiling.
"Yes?" he prompts.
"We did solve this with communication," Steve shrugs, smiling.
"I guess you're right," he says.
"And, now that we're on the same page- with sex... we can start having some."
"Guess there is a bright side after all," Sam laughs.
