"...what's going on," is the first thing out of his mouth, when he sees the looks on his parents' faces. Maybe he should already know, but — he doesn't.
So is Sasha.
"That's not particularly pocket sized, no, but if you had, for instance, a flash drive you wanted to hide — Lev, this goes for you too, although I'm not particularly expecting that you'll take me up on it."
"Unfortunately, I didn't know I'd have this option, so I didn't bring my porn collection or pictures of me with long hair."
"I bet you do some interesting things. Asher, next time we slip away remind me to bring my computer, I don't have a secret flash drive but there's some things I want to show you."
"The porn is all written, not visual, it's easier to hide that way, but I have some pictures of me the way I prefer to look hidden in a folder tree." Now that he's thought of it he's totally going to ask Natalie to send him a flash drive. He ties off the thread and starts sewing the pocket onto the inside of his pants, behind an external pocket so the stitches won't show.
"I'm more curious!"
He stops showing off and instead does a reasonable series of stretches and strengthening exercises.
"I'll just say it was not remotely unusual for me to have been wearing my fake sister's makeup, regardless of what my parents thought of it, and let you stay that way." Is he being a tease? Yes, a little bit.
Affectionately: "Still straight! The only thing I can do with a picture of you in makeup is critique your eyeliner technique."
He has his doubts. "Still! I'd rather you at least know how I usually signal, right now I look kind of aggressively normal and it's weirding me out."
"My best friend, but calling her that made everyone assume we were dating when we were in middle school and she has kind of an odd sense of humor."
"Yeah. I bet you would. And I bet she'd like you."
He ties off the thread and turns the pants right-side out and sets them aside.
Asher kneels at his feet, puts one hand on Sasha's upper thigh and wraps his other arm around Sasha's ass so that his hand is on Sasha's hip, and lifts Sasha onto his shoulder.