"...My point is that I'm jealous and I'm really scared of losing you, I guess." He rests his head on Sasha's shoulder. "The beignets are good. You should keep sleeping with him and then we can have more beignets."

"I plan to. And then I'll come back and bring you beignets." He kisses Kaleva's head. "I like being near you and I don't intend to stop." 

"He doesn't normally sleep with people more than twice or three times, so our supply of beignets is sadly limited."

He finishes getting dressed and drapes himself over Kaleva's other side. "I bet he'd make me beignets if I asked nicely, it's not that limited." 

"What? And you haven't asked him nicely to make us beignets?"

"Clearly I didn't need to!" He steals another from Sasha. 

"All this time I could have been having beignets and I DIDN'T because SOMEONE didn't think to exploit his friends for baked goods."

Chen laughs and leans heavily on Kaleva's side. 

Sasha kisses Kaleva's cheek. "Well, we have baked goods now." 

There's a knock on the door!

— Fuck. 

Well, nothing they can do about the beds, not this fast, he'll say something about wanting a bigger surface to do homework on if it comes up. He opens the door. 

"— oh, hello!" 

Ben glances at the beds and says "...I'll tell the staff not to come into this room. Hi Sasha, hi Chen, hi Kaleva."

Kaleva is really confused that the king knows his name.

Chen is less confused about this but still nonzero confused that the king is in their room at all. 

Apparently Sasha is carrying the social for all three of them. This is fine by him, he's already kinda explained what offering food means to islanders. "We have baked goods with a name I can't pronounce, they're Asher's so I assume you've had them before, do you want some?" 

"Absolutely! But I can't stay long. I'm just here to invite you to be part of my secret council on Isle issues, with Mal, Jay, Evie, and Carlos. I think you'd have a really valuable perspective."

"That sounds like a great idea! I'm assuming I'll be told when and where the meetings for this secret council are by some appropriately secret method?" Such as the king showing up randomly at the place where he unofficially lives, but he definitely doesn't say that out loud. 

"Yes." Ben tosses him a cell phone. "This has military-grade encryption. Try to avoid leaving it lying around so I don't have to answer awkward questions."

Holy shit.

He buries it at the bottom of his bookbag, where it won't fall out and he'll have it with him just about everywhere. 

"Cool! Is there anything else we need to talk about or can I steal a beignet and run?"

He holds out the beignets. "Thank you again!" 

"No, seriously, thank you," Ben says, his mouth full of beignet. 

When he leaves, Kaleva says, "...did you get in a political argument with the king, who is I guess from context also queer?"

"I did! This was maybe not the best decision but I'm happy with how it turned out."