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For the past four months, he’d been working his ass off, taking every job that he could get his hands on and saving every cent that he made so that he could do this right and now…
“What the hell am I doing?” Sebastian asked as he dropped his head beneath the water and-
“I’m glad you asked,” came the murmured response that had Sebastian biting back a sigh as he reluctantly turned off the shower.
“We talked about this,” Sebastian said, opening the shower door so that he could grab a towel.
“I’m still waiting for you to admit that you like Mikey,” Jonathan said with a satisfied sigh as he hopped up onto the counter.
“And I’m going to need you to drop it,” Sebastian said, wrapping the towel around his waist.
“I’m afraid that I can’t do that,” Jonathan said with a sad shake of his head as though pissing him off was the last thing that he wanted to do.
“You really could, though,” Sebastian said as he grabbed another towel and dried his hair.
“You’re going to need me to pull this off.”
“Why is that exactly?” Sebastian asked, tossing the towel aside and grabbed his underwear off the bathroom counter.
“Because you’ve never been on a date,” Jonathan said, grabbing the deodorant off the counter and handed it to him.
“Neither have you,” Sebastian said as he finished pulling on his underwear and tossed his towel on the hamper before accepting the deodorant.
“You sure about that?” Jonathan asked with a pitying look as Sebastian made quick work of getting dressed.
“You would have bragged,” Sebastian pointed out as he fixed his hair.
“Probably, but I know that you can’t go dressed like that,” Jonathan said, shaking his head in disgust as he grabbed the cologne their mother bought them for Christmas and handed it to him.
“What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” Sebastian asked, frowning as he looked down at the Bradford Construction tee-shirt and jeans he’d grabbed.
“I honestly have no idea where I went wrong with you,” Jonathan said, shaking his head in disgust as he slid off the counter, grabbed Sebastian’s arm and dragged him back to their bedroom.
“What’s going on?” Braxton asked as he looked up only to frown. “You’re really not going to wear that, are you?”
“No,” Jonathan said as he released his hold on him and made his way into their closet, “he’s not.”
“What the hell’s wrong with what I’m wearing?” Sebastian asked, watching as Braxton shook his head in disgust as he climbed off the bed and joined Jonathan in tearing through their clothes.
“Should we grab a tie?” Braxton asked, ignoring him.
“No, let’s keep it casual.”
“There’s nothing wrong with what I’m wearing,” Sebastian muttered as he leaned over to grab his shoes and-
“Take off your clothes.”
-looked up to find Braxton and Jonathan standing in front of him.
Swallowing hard, Sebastian took in the determined expressions on their faces before his gaze dropped to the clothes in their arms. He took in the black dress shirt and pants before his gaze shifted to the door behind them as he made a decision. Slowly nodding, Sebastian stood up only to release a pained grunt when they tackled him onto the bed. That was followed by pinning him down as they tried to tear his clothes off and-
“I know that I’m probably going to regret asking this, but what the hell are you doing?” came the question that drew their attention to find Jessica standing at the end of his bed.
“They’re fighting over me,” Jonathan said, not missing a beat as he tore Sebastian’s shirt off the rest of the way and tossed it on the floor.
“That’s even more disturbing than what I thought you were doing,” Jessica said, slowly nodding.
“What are you doing in our room, brat?” Jonathan asked as he climbed off the bed so that he could tweak their little sister’s nose.
