#closedstarter!

"Oh, Hela..." BJ cursed at himself, immediately turning around with a sheepish grimace. "I am, so, so sorry for that... I was just---" he waved his phone around, "And I didn't see you there, at all... You're not hurt, are you?"

"Life's been a hectic mess lately, so everything in my place but my bedroom kind of resembles that." Cassie explained as he led the way inside. Certain the mess of dirty uniform clothes, band equipment, and takeout boxes strewn across the place could very well speak for itself.

Daffy swept his finger through the icing he'd been working on all day and made sure to collect up a large dollop of it on his fingertip. "Hey, SIlver, babe... come here and taste this for me, will you?" he requested while beckoning the other man over, waving his finger like it was a prize waiting to be claimed. "I need a second opinion on it..."

"I hate to say it, but after everything that happened today... I think I might be getting a little too old for all this action." Freddie sighed, rubbing at his aching shoulder as he carelessly dropped his brawny weight down on to the nearest loveseat. His glasses pulled from his face so he could rub at his eyes next before looking up at the other man. "The only thing I need now is a back rub and the softest bed in the world... but I guess I'll settle for your sofa if you don't mind me crashing here for the night..."

"You need help applying your sunscreen...?" he asked, confident and casual, even if the greeting wasn't his best work ever. "I've been told my hands work magic like no others."

"I spent the past two weeks stuck on some intergalactic space mission to save the whole of existence, and my reward is you abandoning me in bed the first chance you get...?" Cedric accused, dramatic and pouty, as he reached a hand out to gesture for Keith to come back.

"Honestly, I'm not sure why I'm the one doing all the heavy lifting here when this is clearly your fault..." Buck pointed out, shooting a teasing grin at his boyfriend as he worked on patching the holes in the bedroom wall. "It's not like I'm the one that got carried away and caused the headboard to pound holes into the wall."