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8:07 pm.
Colin laid naked in bed, smooching all over Ed's face. The taller giggled, arms wrapped around him with carefree joy. They both had fun tonight, happy to see each other. Even after a night of carelessness, they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
"Same time next week?" Asked Colin, cozied up next to his lover. Ed nodded, sleepy in his tone. "Yeah. My room, I like the mattress better. Sound good?"
Colin, now spooned, hummed affirmatively. He got closer, giving Ed a big kiss on the cheek. The taller began to rest his eyelids, encouraging Colin to get some sleep.
He got the message, going out like a light. A few minutes later, Ed peeked. He poked him a few times, making completely sure it was safe. He let go of Colin and got out of bed, putting on his clothes and tiptoeing to a different part of the house.
9:12 pm.
Thom was alone in his room, sketching in his book. His head jolted, noticing the door open and catching his attention. Ed sneaked up behind him, ruffling his hair. He picked up Thom out of his chair.
"Hey, let me down!" He grinned, expecting Ed already. "What do you want from me, big bugger?"
Ed gave it some thought, not wanting to make Thom set off in anyway. He knew it was best to let him choose. "Eh... Whatever you want to do, dear."
Thom would smirk. "Mm.. You should help me with my ..project." Ed went wide eyed with assumptions til Thom laughed and explained. "Get your head out the gutter. I'm making a paper model of the earth . I need someone to cut the parts."
Ed would raise an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Just cause, I'm bored and want to. Promise, you can get a little of a show too."
For the next hour, they started to craft what looked like the small planet. In between, they showed each other lots of affection; some ways inappropriate. Once it was around an hour later, Ed got fake-tired again, realizing it was his time to leave.
"Babe, is it okay if I go to sleep now..? Knowing our schedule and the tour, maybe we can work again next week."
Thom whined. "Do you have to..?" He begged, wanting him to stay. Ed was really good at acting sleepy, unfortunately for Mr. Yorke.
Ed set his hand on Thom's, a gentle begging look across his face. Thom gave in, giving Ed a shoulder pat before sending him off.
"Fine. I think the glue and stuff I need now is in your room regardless.. same time?"
Ed would nod, the two kissing before he scurried off to his room. Well, that's where Thom believed he went.
10:09 pm.
He opened Phil's door, plopping on the bed. The oldest had some liquor on hand, happy and chatty.
"Want some?" He offered, twirling the glass. Ed declined, explaining he was trying to quit. Phil rolled his eyes, but understood. He pulled Ed close as they sat on the edge of the bed. They pretended to care about the show on the TV, eventually giving up and beginning to snog.
"You never stay at our little home. You need to come over more, I miss you." He whimpered as they progressed, Phil pulling himself on top of Ed. They continued to kiss, getting heated fast.
Another hour session in bed later, Ed said his usual excuse of how he was so tired an hour later. "Will you be back next week?"
Phil yawned, considering it for a second. "Mm. I will. For you. In your bed though, it's much cleaner. I'm convinced you lot use my room as the smoke room." The two giggled, as Ed closed the door behind him. He hastily got dressed once more, making his way to his last target.
11:18 pm.
The youngest sat on the floor, listening to music intensely. He almost was asleep until the door opening caught his attention. He waved, ushering Ed over.
"It's Milk and Kisses. A recent favorite of mine. You know.. There's a new record by R.E.M. releasing next week, you should listen with me. You always hear it in ways others can't." He blabbered, Ed paying attention both to his words and the familiar ambience of the Cocteau Twins.
Ed would put Jonny's head on his shoulder, listening with him. "Sounds great. My player has good sound quality, the one in my room." Jonny nods, agreeing. As the sound plays on, they quietly show affection. Not as intensely as the other three though, only getting as far as cheek kisses.
"What track is this?" Ed asks 20 minutes later, enjoying the tune. He gets no reply. Jonny seems to have peacefully fell asleep against his body. Ed chuckled, picking him up in his arms to tuck Jonny into bed. Even if they didn't get particularly sexual, it was intimate enough in it's own way.
Ed hummed back, actually heading towards his room for the first time tonight. He felt secure, sure he'd never be caught. If anyone asks why they heard so many doors closing and opening at night, everyone would be too embarrassed in their encounter to admit what they did and start lying. The secrecy of the affairs did him well too.
Next week.
At nighttime, Ed was in his room reading some book. As expected, Colin came in first. He had a toothy smile on his face, wrapping his arms around Ed.
"Whatcha reading?" He mumbled, tapping his shoulder and showing small affections. He was probably the most touchy of the four, always kissing his head and pinching his cheek.
"Nothing much, it's just-"
The door opened again, Thom holding their almost completed project in hand. Ed would check the time, confused. It was only 8:26, was he not paying attention to the time? He got a little panicked.
"Babe, did you remember to buy extra glue? I was going to, but.."
Thom trailed off, seeing Colin wrapped around Ed. "Excuse me, what is-"
"Babe?" Colin repeated and cut off, a scowl on his face. "What do you mean, he's-"
The door creaks, the balding redhead behind it with another bottle of alcohol. "Oi, Ed! I'm here for you. I know you said you didn't want to, but maybe it can help the mood.."
Shit. Phil's even earlier. Oh god, why did he trust all these people with horrible sense of time?
He paused too, seeing Colin had his arms wrapped around Ed and Thom was here too. "Eh, what's going on.."
Colin would turn to Ed, immediately unraveling himself. "No, wait. Ed, what the fuck is going on here? Thom's calling you "babe", now Phil's talking about "the mood"?!"
Thom cuts in too, clearly pissed aswell. "Oi. No way, are you just.. parading around? Because.. You said we had something special. Now you've got Coz on you and Phil talking about some mood with bottles in hand."
As Thom continues his soapbox, Colin gasps in realization. "Wait, don't tell me-"
And as if it couldn't get worse, the door opens one last time. The tall floppy haired guitarist enters, a bag with a record in hand. "Hey, Ed, I got one of the first pressings at the shop! It's called-"
Everyone stared at each other. Did Ed really tell them all to go to his room?! The tall man began to break a cold sweat, everyone quickly realizing that they knew less about each other than they thought. They knew one thing though;
Ed was in big trouble.