Epilogue ✔️

3 months later...

@boysandbands: OMGEEE!!! @JeffBlakeOfficial and his boyfriend are soooo cutee! :DD

@ILoveJeff: Who is @JeffBlakeOfficial bf?? He's so hot! Someone tell me!!!

@BlakeFanOfficial: @Harveylovescheese you're so adorable! Jeff's so lucky to have you!

Harvey blushes ferociously, his face going a deep and fiery shade of crimson red. He and Jeff came out as a couple two months into their relationship, and the reaction up until now had been extremely positive.

"What's the blush for?" Jeff comes up behind Harvey, who's sat on the couch in his apartment, "Thinkin' about me naked?"

Harvey laughs and tilts his head backwards to look at his boyfriend, "Oh please. I think about that often enough to not blush about it anymore." He laughs as Jeff brings his head down to kiss him.

They have to pull away because soft chuckles are disrupting the way their lips move against each other.

"Really though, what're you looking at?" Jeff asks, and takes the phone that's handed to him in return.

"'Cutest couple ever! Can't tell if I'm jealous of Harvey or Jeff!'" Jefferson reads, amused at the blush that doesn't leave his boyfriend's face, "Ooh this one's cute, 'Harvey is so not who I expected Jeff to go for! He's even better than I imagined!'"

There are sidesplitting laughs erupting from Chris' room and Jeff and Harvey are suddenly reminded that they aren't only couple in the apartment.

"Fuck off, Things One and Two!" Harvey grumbles, only half serious.

"Um," Chris begins, coming to lean over the back of the couch, so that his body hangs over it next to Harvey, "Out of curiosity, which one of us is Thing One?"

His boyfriend smacks him on the back of his neck before dragging him to sit on the arm of the chair he collapses into.

"Read some more, Jeff, these are adorable." Luke smirks, bemused, wrapping an arm around Chris' waist.

"Alright, alright, ahem, 'Do you think Jeff and Harvey would be up for a threesome?'" Jeff says, in his most serious voice. The words pull immediate laughter from the four friends, until all of their faces are red and pained.

"'Is this seriously Jeff's boyfriend? Why-'" The movie star cuts himself off, reading the rest in his head with a concerned expression on his face.

"What?" Chris smiles uneasily, snatching the phone from Jefferson's hands. As he reads, so does Luke from his position behind the youngest. They gasp -in true couples fashion- in unison, with matching shocked expressions. Harvey is the only one who hasn't seen the tweet.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his face a picture of adorable confusion.

"Ah, uh, nothing." Jeff tells him, bringing a hand to rub his neck awkwardly, "Just.. just an idiot."

"Lemme see," Harvey mumbles, almost infantile, "I wanna see."

Harvey doesn't see Jeff nod his approval to Chris. He just sees the phone being thrust in his face and the harmful words on the screen.

As he slowly grips his phone in his hands, his boyfriend says, close to his ear, "It's not true, they're just bitter."

"'Why would he choose an ugly four-eyed nerd when there are so many better guys out there?'" Harvey reads, voice monotonous and expression unreadable.

The other three boys hold their breaths, waiting for the waterfall of tears and onslaught of self-doubt. It doesn't come. Instead, the boy lifts his head with a confused look and purses his lips.

"Why is it that no one can think of any better insults than 'four-eyes'?" He complains, "Like can people not get past the fact that I wear glasses or is it that that's literally the only thing about me that isn't fabulous?"

All three of the others look at Harvey with mirrored expressions of disbelief, then shake their heads fondly at the comment. Jeff lets out a booming laugh and kisses his boyfriend slowly on the lips.

"I love you so, so much." He tells him, nothing but love and admiration in his shocking blue eyes.

"I love you too, Fer."

Jefferson grins at the endearing nickname his boyfriend bestowed upon him, and buries his head into the warm, comforting crook of his neck.

Nothing could lessen his affections. Nothing could take away his love. And nothing, nothing at all, could ruin this moment.

Except for the disgusted gag that comes from the ever-timely Christopher Ryce.