“What a f*****g movie.” Elias sighed, shaking his head. He curled under the blanket with his head on Thomas’s shoulder and his hands on his belly as they emptied a bowl of popcorn.
Thomas chuckled. “But you were jumping every second!”
“I had the hiccups.”
Thomas laughed and got up from the sofa to stretch his arms above his head, then bend to one side and the other, cracking his joints.
When he turned, Elias was looking at him with a strange expression—puzzled, questioning. His eyes were partially hidden by his hair, and the semi-darkness of the room didn’t help to read them.
“Do you want to tell me something?”
Elias smirked as he put the bowl of popcorn aside. He moved the blanket away and stretched his legs to the floor.
“Honestly, I didn’t think we were going to watch a movie.”
