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“Looks good,” George said, genuine and pleased like he was commenting on more than the dinner.
“Looks the same as it always does,” Joq poured himself another glass of wine.
“Then that’s a sweet set-up,” Finn said as he took the salad bowl George handed him. “BBQ by the pool every night, home cooked food.”
“What’re you eating? Take-out?” George asked him.
“Mainly, yeah, but I been getting those boxes too with the recipe and all the shit. My mum set it up,” Finn replied.
Joq held his plate up when George handed him a piece of grilled steak.
“You can cook?” Joq decided to get his shit together and join the conversation. He nodded his thanks at George and looked at Finn.
Finn was blushing again at Joq addressing him directly and Joq had no idea why. Sure, Joq knew he was easy on the eyes himself, and he’d been pretty open about being gay and being with George, but he was very much an acquired taste with his fine, Nordic features, his lean build. And besides, based on everything he’d witnessed so far, the crush here between George and Finn was reciprocal.
“I can follow a recipe,” Finn smiled, bashful.
“Very open to instruction,” George agreed, nodding.
Joq rolled his eyes. “Alright, well this is not a training drill. It’s family dinner, so eat.”
He did not miss the way George shot him a look for that, nor the way Finn hid his face in his hair.
Joq had a big drink of his wine. “Oh, come on,” he started and looked between them. Then he turned to Finn. “You know we’re together right? We’re trusting you with that.”
“Joq,” George said, his knife clattering to his plate.
Joq ignored him, kept his eyes on Finn. Finn glanced up, his eyes were on Joq but his attention was all on George.
“I know that now,” he said and glanced at George as if for permission. Then he looked back to Joq. “You know I’m gay.”
“Yeah, I figured that out,” Joq said. “I’m not trying to out you. Sorry,” he shook his head. “I’m trying, very badly, to say it’s okay and we’re here if you ever need us.”
“So, you’re like,” he looked down at his plate and swallowed. He looked back up, glanced between them. “Really together?”
“Yep, twelve years,” Joq said.
“Oh,” Finn looked back down. “That’s cool.”
“It is,” Joq said and looked to George for help. He didn’t get why this was going so badly.
George shook his head at him, but before he could say anything, Finn spoke again.
“Must be nice, having someone.”
Joq watched as he sipped his beer and looked between them before his eyes landed on George.
“I’ve accepted that I’m basically never gonna get laid again until I retire.”
Joq almost choked on his mouthful. Finn was giving George a cheeky grin, then turning a dialled down version onto Joq.
George was shaking his head. “Well, it’s not like I get as much dick as this one,” he nudged Joq playfully.
Finn looked confused.
“Oh, shut up,” Joq finished his wine. He decided not to dignify that with a response.
He was taken aback when George did.
