"Hi," he says very quietly, doesn't move in any way that would wake Ben. 

"Hi," he says uncomfortably.

"Sorry for kicking you out — I don't think he'd want me to tell you what happened but you'll know by the end of the week." 

"Okay."

Chen knows Ben's secrets. Kaleva's jealous! He's super jealous. It feels like a sick pit in the middle of his stomach.

He can tell Kaleva is unhappy — he's been able to tell for weeks — and he has no idea what to do about it. 

Kaleva goes to bed, unhappily. He dreams about Chen holding him and saying he's the most important person in the world and then the dream gets vague but he knows Chen is touching him and he feels warm and intimate and loved and so so good and when he wakes up his underwear is sticky.

He falls asleep with Ben in his arms and his face buried in Ben's hair, and dreams about holding Ben keeping him safe dreams about Ben underneath him dreams about — 

He wakes up in the morning still wrapped around Ben. 

Ben smiles up at him blearily. "Good morning."

Ben is very very good. "Good morning." 

Ben woke up in Chen's arms and his back hurts and his feet are asleep and his neck has a crick in it and everything in the world is good and okay and Ben is a terrible person.

"I bet Asher has made breakfast."

Kaleva comes out of the bathroom and bows his head and says, "...Your Royal Highness."

"Oh, call me Ben."

He doesn't touch Ben's hair again, even if he does want to. "I bet he does," he agrees. "You should probably go talk to him." 

"You two should come with me!"

Of course Ben is a nice person who invites Kaleva to have breakfast with him, unlike Kaleva, who mostly wants Ben to fall off a cliff.

"Sure."

"Alright." Probably he should not wear the same shirt he was wearing yesterday. 

Ben strips off his shirt and says, "can I borrow some of your clothes? I think we're the same size."

Ben is extremely well-built and Kaleva is jealous and can't stop staring.

He really is. Chen hands him a shirt. 

For some reason, Kaleva feels weirdly eager to watch Chen change.

He's not so quick about it when he's in Actually Private. 

Jealous! That's the emotion he is currently experiencing. Jealousy and admiration and a completely platonic appreciation of the beauty of the male form.

The way Chen's shoulder muscles move is fascinating.

Ben is slightly more aware that the thing he is experiencing is not at all jealousy or admiration or indeed platonic, but he has spent too much time cuddling Chen recently to care.

He is totally unaware of the way they're looking at him! 

"All right," Ben says, slightly disappointed when Chen gets his shirt on, "time to see what Asher's made for breakfast."