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“Aren't you busy drinking all my booze and making out with my brother?”

Was gonna ask Meera to be the best person but okay.

“HE WAS IN THE WAY.”

“IT WAS ARM. HE LIVED.”

“I didn't say anything.”

“True. But you got all the gifts.”

Grumbles, and rolls his eyes. “Well, will you do it?” Nudges. “Be my best lady?”

Cue in the bright grin and hugs tight. “Awesome. That means you have to throw me an awesome bachelor party.”

“Now I have to ask what's #1.”

Same.

Hard to argue with logic like that. “Fine! Be mad at Jojen, not me!” Hisses playfully. “Wrong brother! I am always fit, and my fiance is built like a tree. We can go for hours.”

Taps mic. "I LOVE YOU, Mason Reed."

Grins widely. “Love you too, babe!”

Coughs. Over here.

Grins and hugs tight, jumping up to wraps his legs around him. “Darling.”

Fits himself perfectly on that lap, arms still around Ethan's neck and smiling warmly after the kiss. “Still the center of attention. Classmates kept staring at my big rock. How about you?”

Mason bounces a little. “Oh, I like Jon! Tell him thank you.” He blushes at the mere touch, his adoring smile aimed only at one person. “I missed you too, love.”

... He's not supposed to see this.