Being a background character sounded really nice, honestly. Being able to simply exist with those that mattered most was what he wanted most. Let them get along peacefully, free to thread his fingers with his girlfriend's and hook his fingers in his boyfriend's shirt without worry about who was looking. What bliss.

(He was grateful neither of them were making a fuss because he still deeply craved that assurance that they were all right there.)

"Mmmhm. Shouldn't be too hard to figure out what we're doin' if everyone else has been doin' the same thing. It'll be nice not being the guinea pigs."