“Hey Tyler, I got called into a shift - ”
TK snorts the water he’s drinking right up his nose and laughs at Carlos’ startled look as he puts his shirt on and looks over at Owen.
“Carlos.” Owen’s smirking and TK prays for the ground to swallow him up but then Carlos shakes his head and comes over to him.
“Sorry. I got called into a shift.”
“It’s okay.” TK pushes a thermos of coffee his way and Carlos smiles at him and kisses his cheek before glancing at Owen.
“I’ll call you.”
“Mmm.” TK glances at Carlos as he leaves and then turns to his dad.
“What?” TK glares and Owen smirks.
TK shrugs. “I guess.”
“He called you Tyler.” Owen smiles at him and TK groans and he knows he can’t hide the blush rising up his neck and onto his cheeks.
“He does that.”
“I can’t believe you told him your name.”
“Uh, I didn’t exactly. Tell him.”
Carlos smirks over his beer bottle as TK raises an eyebrow at him. It’s enough of a moment that Carlos saunters over to him and leans against his back. He flattens himself along TK and breathes into his ear.
TK’s breath hitches, and whether it’s at the sound of his first name or Carlos’ breathy whisper he’ll never know, but he doesn’t mind.
TK leans further down onto the pool table, left arm outstretched as he turns his head to look at Carlos.
“Never.” TK sinks the shot without even looking and Carlos’ pupils dilate and he sucks in a breath.
As soon as TK turns, Carlos pushes him against the pool table. He takes pleasure in the way TK’s breath hitches as he leans in closer.
His lips are almost touching TK’s when he leans his arm around to grab the pool stick, turning his body so they’re flush together.