Although I am slightly annoyed that I don't get to sulk away on my own, I am also grateful for his concern. Ignacio mutters something about being called Pollito in Spanish as he grabs my hand to follow Rodney. Although I would call Ignacio Papi out of pure amusement while we were somewhat seeing each other years ago, it ended up sticking as his nickname from me. Rodney felt left out and went searching for his own when he came across the word Pollito, which I found out translated back to 'small chicken'. So we now call him Papi Pollito and it still drives poor Ignacio mad.

As we make our way into my apartment, Ignacio directs me to my bedroom while Rodney heads towards the kitchen to get snacks for us. I separate myself from him to fall face down onto my bed. Shuffling around is all I hear before the bed dips and I'm pulled into muscular arms.

"Look at me, Mi Querido." He says lightly. I look up at him sighing and adjust myself in his arms to lean into him properly. Both of us now sitting up against the headboard.

"I'm fine. I guess I'm just tired and confused over events that happened within the last 24 hours but nothing major or bad has happened." I say, giving him a small smile in reassurance. He doesn't buy it through as he continues to stare down at me. His stare has me slowly cracking but just before I do, he leans down to kiss me again. Although I kiss back out of familiarity and habit like with our earlier greeting, it's not the same. Ignacio and I may have been messing around each other for a while as friends with benefits and ended it not long after; our affection towards each other didn't flatter. The both of us are quite similar, almost too similar, causing us to not work out in the end. I loved him and still do but nothing more than friendship is there.

He pulls away and sighs with a small nod of his head. "You have met someone. Within the past 2 weeks while I was visiting my home I guess?" I stare back at his lips in slight confusion as to why it now feels wrong. We haven't messed around years but the random kissing never left our friendship, which I'll admit that I enjoyed. His lips are the only ones I've kissed that stirred any bit of emotion within me. Maybe it was because of the friendship we built together and how comfortable I was with him, but now, I wish they were lips belonging to another. Lips that I have only felt on my cheek. "Given your face right now, I am correct. So, who is it? Who has officially stolen my beloved dear from me?" He says with a small smile.

Regardless of our history, there is no jealousy in his words. There is slight amusement but also happiness which only reassures me that we have been on the same page with our friendship, it wasn't one-sided on my part.

"HIS name would be Mr Revon Brown. A beautiful black haired 25-year-old man who is currently an assistant slash lawyer intern for Dawson and Brown firm. He is quite cute with his big, bright blue-"

"Grey..." I mutter with a blush.

"-eyes, that kept peaking glances at our little Sugar over here," Rodney says as he strolls into my room with a tray of food. The smile he is flaunting beams more when he catches a glimpse of my flushed face right before I bury it into Ignacio's chest. "I think that the little Raven called Revon has attached himself onto a few of Jameson's heartstrings." He concludes, setting down the tray at the foot of the bed and climbs up to attach himself on my other side.

Ignacio releases me from his hold and forces me to come into view of them both. I flush in embarrassment as I look between them. These two men that I am sat between are my rock, I can be more open with them and comfortable with doing so compared to anyone else. Summer and Ledger, her assistant, are also just as close but our relationships are different. Summer is my twin so she sees a side to me only a sibling would, she knows me better than anyone but that doesn't mean I am going to cuddle up to her and blush in embarrassment about some boy like I am right now. Ew. Ledger is a completely different story. We don't ever really hang out, or talk, or do much for that matter. But we understand each due to certain circumstances in our past, and through a silent agreement, we are there for one another.

Rodney moves about and brings the tray of food up closer to us, while Ignacio shifts to grab the remote for the television in my room. I stay put in the middle of them both, knowing exactly what is about to happen. Once the T.V. is turned on and Spotify is being cast onto it, they both cuddle up into my sides and turn to face me, waiting.

Although I don't think that there is much to tell, just a silly crush I managed to get myself caught up in, they soaked in the words I told them from how I bumped into Revon yesterday morning to our heated moment in the apartment lobby. Then waking up alone in the apartment, and finally concluding with how he ended up being at the meeting also and probably thought I was dating Rodney all along. Rodney laughed at that and stated how it wasn't possible, that he knew Revon through Charles for almost 3 years now, so Revon should know that he is straight. Staring down at the man who was curled up into my side, smiling away giddily as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, was all that Ignacio and I could do in response. Right.

The day went by quick enough after that, occupied by the three of us cuddling on my bed and watching movie after movie. We only realised the time of day turned to night when Rodney's phone rang.

"Hello, Janey-" He started but pulled the phone away when the voice on the other side start to shout down the phone. I couldn't hear what was said clearly but I got the gist. She somehow knew he was here and was not pleased about it. "Ok, ok, calm down, I'm sorry. I'll leave now-" He gets cut off again when some more shouting is heard and he eventually lowers the phone due to being hung up on. His whole demeanour changes as he stares down at his phone and starts fiddling with it in silence.

"Everything ok with the she-devil?" Ignacio asks and reaches his arm across me to grab a hold of Rodney's hand, in the process stopping him from fiddling with his phone. It also snaps him out of whatever thoughts he had running through his head. Instantly, he goes back to his usual self and smiles brightly at the two of us.

"Yes, of course! I had a date with Jane and I must have forgotten. Silly me. We weren't in contact all day so it must have slipped my mind." He shrugs and starts getting up to get ready to leave, rather slowly. He reaches into his coat and takes out a small box only start fiddling with it. He sits back down at the side of the bed and gives us a small smile. "I was meant to propose tonight, guess I got the days mixed up." And like earlier, with the topic of the proposal, I can see the slight force in his usual genuine smile. "Anyway, I should go. I love you both, millions."

He gives us both a hug and kisses on the cheek before leaving. Ignacio and I are glued to the bed in confusion. For as long as I've known Rodney, I have never seen him force a smile or be brought to silence. It is usually me who hides behind a mask, yet I felt as though Rodney was now doing the same. I move to get up and follow him but Ignacio stops me before I can.

"You stay. I'll go after him and speak to him. You have a lot going on in that head of yours and adding more won't help. I'll let you know if he says anything." He says with a strained voice in slight worry at our friend's behaviour, causing his accent to come out a lot more. He goes to give me a kiss goodbye but pauses and smiles. "Guess our greetings are going to start changing now, huh?" chuckling, he moves to the side and kisses my cheek instead. He then rushes out the door to catch up with Rodney before he is gone.

When I am finally alone, I take notice that I feel much better after expressing my confusion and suddenly growing feelings for Revon to my two friends. A slight weight has been lifted, though I still wish that the confusion would go away, especially since I can't understand it. Questions about why he left, if I did something wrong, moved too fast, said something to insult him, all run through my head as soon as I am surrounded in silence.

But overall, it helped me to accept that there is a connection between Revon and myself, and though it may have been quick to happen after one half-blind-date, I refuse to run away from it and allow him to also.