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Summer put her hand on her head, trying to process all his new information. "So you're actually having trouble picking between the cute guy who probably wants to date you and some guy you've been fucking around with who you say is an asshole?"

Notes:

I might be making a billdip (billxdipper) fic but i'll be posting it on my main account so if anyone is interested about that just ask and I'll tell you my main account's username and/or link the acc
i post mostly south park fics on that account if anyone was wondering lol

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"Summer? Can- Can I talk to you?" 

Summer rolled her eyes, scoffing when Morty pushed open her bedroom door without waiting for her response. "What do you want, Morty? I'm busy," Summer snapped, waving her phone in Morty's face. 

Morty cringed, nervously tugging the bottom of his shirt. "So, uh, there's this... kid at my school who I'm friends with," Morty started, making Summer raise an eyebrow. 

"You have a friend who isn't Rick? I don't believe it!" Summer said faking excitement, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 

Morty's face flushed, choosing to ignore her comment. "Anyway... this kid... he, uh, he told me that he liked me." Summer choked on her saliva, dropping her phone onto her bed. 

"What?!" Summer exclaimed. "Someone likes you? Is he blind? Suffering some sort of brain damage?"

Morty's frown deepened, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. "I know, I know. What- what a shock. Back to my problem now? So, this kid is super nice. He's cute, he's smart, he's my ag-... he, uh, likes the same things I like. But... there's another guy. I'm not exclusive or anything with the other guy... more like fuckbuddies without the buddies because the other guy is a huge asshole and not my friend."

"Wait, wait, wait," Summer interrupted, putting her hand on her head, trying to process all his new information. "So you're actually having trouble picking between the cute guy who probably wants to date you and the guy you've been fucking around with who you say is an asshole?" Summer thought that the option was simple. Just pick the cute, nice guy who likes you.

Morty blushed, glancing at the ground. "But the other guy is really hot and he's really experienced. He- he knows so much about sex and pleasuring people and how to make his partners feel good. He's really big... He also-" 

Cutting Morty off, Summer said, "Okay! I get it, the other guy is a good lay. Christ, Morty, I don't need to hear about it in extreme detail."

The blush spread on Morty's face. "I- I really like the other guy. In- In a more than fuckbuddy way but he's already told me that it's purely sexual relief and nothing more." Summer saw the look of sadness on Morty's face and started to feel bad. She may not get along with Morty all the time but she still understood that Morty was truly conflicted. 

"Uh... well, do you like the boy who likes you? Do you think you'd try giving him a chance?" Summer asked, patting the spot next to her on the bed for Morty to sit down. 

Morty smiled softly and sat down next to his sister, staring at the floor. "I don't know. The kid isn't exactly my type. Also, I'd feel bad leading him on by going on a date with him." 

"Have you tried asking Grandpa Rick about this?" Summer asked, inwardly questioning the pinkness coming back to Morty's cheeks. 

Morty laughed nervously, looking at everything but Summer. "He- he wouldn't get it, you know? I mean- he does know a little about sex stuff," Morty trailed off, staring at the floor before snapping back up with a blush. "Not- not that I would know, I mean- he- he just fucks around a lot. With aliens. And ladies." 

Nice save! Morty thought, grinning in his head. 

You couldn't be more obvious if you tried, little brother. Summer thought, rolling her eyes. 

The knowledge that Morty was talking about being fuck buddies with Rick wasn't as weird or surprising as Summer thought it would be. Honestly, she assumed they've just been fucking. 

"You think mom or dad would be able to help?" Summer suggested, making Morty laugh. 

"As far as they know, I'm still a virgin." 

Summer smirked. "Did your fuckbuddy take your virginity?" She teased, making Morty blush.

"I thought you didn't w-want to hear about my sex life," Morty smirked, covering half his flushed face with his hand. "But yeah, he did." 

"Why don't you try to make your fuck buddy jealous? Tell him about the kid who likes you and see how he reacts. If he seems jealous, confront him and if he doesn't, well, try to get over him," Summer offered, making Morty's eyes widen. 

"Summer! You are amazing g-genius! That's perfect! I'll finally find out if R- he likes me!" Morty jumped off of Summer's bed, running out the door. Summer sat in silence, listening to the distinct sound of the garage door being opened and slammed shut. 

Summer picked up her phone from the side of her bed, resuming scrolling through Instagram. While Summer had somewhat expected Rick and Morty's relationship, it was still kind of weird to think that her brother was fourteen and got his virginity taken away by his grandfather. Though, Summer knew she would eventually get over the slight shock of it all. 

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Summer woke up the next morning, already wishing the day could end. She slowly sighed and pushed herself out of bed, trudging downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast.

She passed the living room, doing a double-take when she saw Morty on Rick's lap, resting his head on Rick's shoulder, with Rick's arms wrapped around his waist. Rick glanced in Summer's direction, looking down at Mory before back up at her.

Getting pretty used to reading Rick's expressions, Summer made a reassuring hand motion of zipping her lips, making the slight hint of worry in Rick's eyes go away. 

Rick gave Summer a curt nod, as he turned his head back to the TV, continuing to watch some weird interdimensional cable show about some guy eating poop. 

Summer looked back at the two in the living room before pouring herself a bowl of cereal.

Morty was cuddling contently onto Rick, while the older of the two was rubbing small, comforting circles on the boy's back. 

Maybe this was going to take a bit more getting used to. 

Notes:

For now, this is a oneshot but if I get inspiration I might make a second chapter about what happened after Morty ran off to te garage