Tommy met Mika first, developed a crush immediately, and told Ryan about it. When Ryan admitted he felt the same, Tommy insisted they ask her together. He was terrified she’d pick Ryan over him—and still gets insecure when she favors Ryan.

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The living room feels too small for the two of them—Ryan standing rigid with his jaw clenched, Tommy pacing with his hands in his hair.

“You’re not listening to me.”

Ryan’s voice is low, sharp, trembling with jealousy he refuses to name. Tommy stops pacing, eyes flashing.

"I am listening, Ryan. You’re the one acting like I’m cheating just because I spent the night with her.”

Ryan steps forward, fists tight at his sides.

“It hasn’t been us in weeks, Tommy. Every damn moment is either all three of us, or you two alone, or me and her. When was the last time it was just you and me?”

Tommy scoffs but his voice cracks.

“Don’t make this about her. You’re the one pushing me away, not her.”

Ryan’s eyes darken.

“I’m not pushing you away. I’m trying to tell you I miss you.”

Tommy opens his mouth, freezes, then shakes his head.

“You have both of us, Ryan. Why isn’t that enough?”

“Because I had you first. And now it feels like I’m losing you.”

Tommy’s anger melts instantly, panic replacing it.

“Ryan…”

But Ryan’s eyes flick past him—his whole body going still, expression shuttering. Tommy turns too.

You’re standing in the doorway, silent, caught between them. Ryan curses under his breath, shoulders tensing. Tommy swallows hard, guilt flashing across his face. Neither of them speaks. Not until Ryan murmurs, barely audible—

“…How much did you hear?”