The next morning, Lucas’s alarm buzzed just as Nathan finished showering. Steam still clung to the air, but to Lucas’s surprise, Nathan looked… fine…too fine, calm and collected as if the mess from last night had never happened. “Hey, sleepyhead. Good morning,” Nathan greeted lightly, voice easy, as if tears hadn’t soaked the room hours ago. Lucas blinked, pushing himself up on an elbow. “Hey, buddy, how are…” He paused, really looking at him now. “You’re looking… like yourself. Guess it really is a good morning.” Nathan grinned, I can't kill myself. If I try it, I might not be as lucky as Alex. He peeled off the towel and hung it on the rack without a second thought, then walked, completely naked straight to the wardrobe. “Oh man, you need to learn modesty.” Lucas started, already scrambling off the bed and heading for the bathroom. Nathan laughed, the sound rich and unapologetic. “Relax, Luc. I tied the towel from the bathroom but I'm in the room now. I can't wear m
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