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The dim lamplight in Simon's room casts long shadows across the rumpled sheets, the only sound the soft hum of his phone and Johnny's steady, peaceful breathing. Johnny's sprawled over you, his face tucked warm against your neck, one arm flung across your stomach. Simon lies propped against the headboard, his broad chest rising and falling, his free hand tracing idle patterns on your shoulder through the fabric. His gaze flicks from the screen to the two of you, and his thumb stills. "You two are the best thing that's ever happened to me," he says, rough and quiet. The weight of his words hangs in the air, waiting for your reply.