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Ever since discovering Sass’ secret – that he has a crush on Trevor but won’t admit it because Trevor’s the house slut and he doesn’t want to be just another ghost that Trevor’s been with – he has been trying to get him to admit it.
Flirting, touching him (platonically) and stealing friendly platonic kisses.
Sass huffs but turns pink.
Trevor’s also made it a point to talk about why he is not the house slut. He tries to argue that offering to be of fun assistance is not the same as doing it and he doesn’t have the notches in his belt that Thor has… just because he’s dated Flower and Hetty and offered to blow Thor and Pete (the latter of which did not take him up on his offer)… does not mean he’s a slut… at all.
He just - he can’t figure out why he’s the one touted as the house slut. Thor’s been with way more people – he’s had four girlfriends! And if Thor counts against Trevor, Trevor should count against Thor…
Still, somehow, he is touted as the house slut.
Either way, he’s been having fun trying to get Sass to admit his crush on him.
As such, he sees Sass sitting on the couch in Trevor’s room and smirks. He moves and sits beside him.
Sass tries to seem fairly chill, but Trevor knows with the slight tint to his cheeks and knows that his appearances hasn’t gone unnoticed.
He waits a few minutes before stretching and putting an arm around his shoulders.
Sass is determinedly not looking at him, so after waiting another few minutes, Trevor presses a kiss to his cheek and when Sass does look at him, he looks at the TV, as if nothing happened.
He waits until Sass looks back at the TV and does it again.
Sass gives him a look before turning back to the TV.
So, he does again and again and again.
It took a dozen cheek kisses before Sass turns to kiss him as Trevor attempts to do it again for the thirteenth time.
Trevor’s a little more surprised than he probably should be, but he’s finally got Sass kissing him and he’s more than okay with that. Especially when he goes to pull away and Sass takes the opportunity to straddle him.
So, he’s trapped and kissing Sass and … well, Trevor’s never going to complain about that.
Until…
“HA! I knew it!” Alberta yells, jarring them apart. “That rumor that Sass had a crush on the house slut is true!”
“I really wish you’d stop calling me that,” Trevor groans as Sass blushes.
“I never said I had a crush on him,” Sass retorts, even though he doesn’t move from his position on Trevor’s lap.
“That’s why you’re in his lap.”
“That’s for – uh – everyone else, to – uh – cover him up, you know?” Sass offers, blushing when they start laughing at him. “You both suck.”
Trevor grins at him. “Not yet – I’m not a slut, so you’re going to have to date me first to get that.”
Sass gives him a look as Alberta yells, “Ha,” again before leaving to tell everyone that they’re together.
Sass runs a hand down his chest, playing with his tie a little. “What exactly counts as a date?”
Trevor shrugs. “Movie night, alone?”
“So, what we were just doing?”
“Uh, technically, but I didn’t know.”
Sass shifts in his lap, which makes Trevor try not to groan.
“So… you want me to go back to my side of the couch and plan a different date rather than kiss me now?” he asks, slyly. It’s clear that Sass knows Trevor absolutely does not want that.
Trevor groans. “Shut up and kiss me.”
“Gladly.”
Trevor still may be the house slut, but at least he’s getting what he wants, and he hopes he gets to keep him for a while.
Like, for maybe, an eternity.