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Adam likes to think he’s a good big brother.
Well, he’s not really a big brother, considering Adora is his twin sister. But he’s eight minutes older, and he’s going to hold that over her for as long as they live.
Either way, he thinks he’s a good brother. Sure, he gives her as much shit as he can, but she’s exactly the same. He thinks he looks out for her where it matters, though. Like when he overhears one of the guys on the team whispering to someone else that Adora Gray is pretty hot, and he knows he has to act.
“What’d you say?” He asks, stepping around the locker and identifying the guy who’d spoken. Sea Hawk looks up, sees him, and his eyes widen. “What’d you say about my sister?”
Sea Hawk puts on a smile and shrugs. “Just that she’s pretty.”
The guy he was talking to, one of the new freshmen on the team, winces. Clearly, he’s heard about Adam’s ground rule that nobody goes near his sister. After the horror stories Adam has heard at parties, he knows how a lot of the guys at school treat girls. Best to just warn everyone away from his sister, rather than letting them take advantage of her and hurt her. Adam steps a little closer to Sea Hawk, reminding him of the rule.
“I don’t think that’s entirely what you said,” he says, “you know that nobody touches my sister. Not unless you want to be kicked off the team, and get your ass kicked.”
“Didn’t mean anything by it,” Sea Hawk says, holding his hands up and flashing a nervous smile, “promise.”
“Good,” Adam says, and after a few more tense moments, he nods and goes back to his locker to change after practice.
He’s meeting Adora after – she passed her driving test, he didn’t – and she’s driving the two of them home. She has soccer practice every night after school, just like he has football practice, so it works out pretty perfectly. He showers off and changes back into his jeans and t-shirt, and heads towards the soccer field to meet Adora.
Usually she’s ready and waiting, but when he sees her, she’s still in her soccer kit. She’s talking to a girl, one Adam vaguely recognises as that new transfer student. It must suck, to transfer for senior year, but other than that he doesn’t pay her much thought.
“…and it’s super cool to get a new person,” Adora is saying, and it sounds like she’s rambling, “the team has pretty much been exactly the same since like, my sophomore year, and actually that’s when I was made captain, the youngest captain in like, twenty years or something, which is super cool and a huge honour and…”
The girl is looking at Adora with an eyebrow raised in amusement. Adora keeps rambling on, and Adam doesn’t get why. His sister is usually really confident and good with people, and she’s friends with basically everyone. It’s another reason why he worries about her – she’s so nice that she’d talk to any old creepy guy who wants to take advantage of her.
“Adora,” Adam says, and she cuts herself off, looking away from the girl and spotting him. Her cheeks look a little flushed, and he figures her practice ran over, “are you ready to go?”
“Oh, um, yeah, sorry,” Adora says, and then she looks back over at the girl and adds quickly, “this is Catra. She’s new. She just joined the team. She’s really good, totally giving me a run for my money.”
“Hey,” the girl, Catra, nods in greeting, and then looks back at Adora with a slight smirk, “well, thanks for the warm welcome, Adora. Nice meeting you.”
She pulls her backpack up onto her shoulder and flashes one last smile at Adora before she turns and walks away. Adora watches after her, like she’s in some kind of trance, and Adam nudges her to snap her out of it.
“You okay?” He asks, because she’s acting totally weird. She nods and he frowns. “You sure?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Adora smiles, and after a few moments, Adam nods, “sorry for running late,” Adora says, and she glances back over her shoulder in the direction the new girl walked off in, “I was just trying to be… welcoming.”
Adam shrugs easily. “I can wait if you want to shower off and everything.”
“It’s fine, I’ll just grab my backpack,” Adora says, “I can shower at home.”
“Please do,” Adam says finally, knowing that she’s okay, “because you smell like a sweaty old sock.”
Normally, she’d fire back with her own insult. Usually something about how he smells like someone’s crusty old underpants, or something along those lines. But instead, her eyes widen.
“Wait, really?” Adora asks, lifting up her arm and smelling her armpit. She cringes a little, and then looks back over the soccer pitch, back where she’d been talking to the new girl. “Great,” she murmurs, biting down on her bottom lip anxiously.
“I would say I was kidding,” Adam says, “but I’m really not. Hopefully I’ll get through the car ride home with you without dying.”
She bites down on her bottom lip and looks over at the locker room doors. “I’m just going to grab my stuff,” she says quietly, turning to do just that.
She’s still acting weird, and Adam stops her before she can disappear inside. “Wait. Are you sure you’re okay? You’re acting weird.”
“Yeah,” Adora says, still acting weird, “just a little tired, that’s all.”
He frowns after her as she heads through the locker room doors, but she’s fine when she comes back from getting her backpack and he decides to let it go.
Even if he is her big brother, he knows she’s pretty tough.
“Really? I really have to deal with twenty loud teenage girls in my house on a Friday night?”
“Uh, okay, like I haven’t been there while you’ve had your annoying football team over,” Adora snorts, rolling her eyes, “and anyway, it’s only the main team, not the reserves. And I doubt that every single one of them will come.”
“I still can’t believe mom and dad are letting you have a team sleepover,” Adam says, because the one time Adora had a big sleepover when they were younger, her dad swore it would never happen again. Then again, it was when they were thirteen.
“It’s important,” Adora says, “it’s for, like, team chemistry. Or something. And… and I want to make sure Catra feels like a part of the team.”
Adam frowns, trying to place a Catra, then remembers the other week when he’d met her. “Oh, yeah, that new girl. Is she not fitting in with the team or something?”
“No, she is,” Adora says, “but I just… I just wanted to do something nice for her, that’s all.”
Her cheeks are a little red as she admits that, and Adam turns the knob on the thermostat lightly. She must’ve gotten hot or something. “Well, can you do something nice at her house? You know, and not get in the way of my peace and quiet.”
“Peace and quiet?” Adora repeats with an eye roll and a scoff. “You play video games at max volume until mom goes to bed and tells you to shut up.”
“Exactly, and that’s my peace and quiet,” Adam says, laughing when Adora reaches out and shoves him lightly, “just don’t be annoying.”
“Wow, that’s rich coming from you.”
He lets her have that one when he goes back to his room, and decides to game with his headphones on. He knows there’s a couple of parties on tonight, but he’s not sure if he can be bothered going. Besides, he should probably keep an eye on his sister and her friends. If he goes out, he knows they might try sneaking guys in.
At least, that’s what he thinks girls do when there’s nobody around.
He ends up getting a little too invested in his game, but that’s okay. With his presence, and his dad’s presence combined, he knows Adora wouldn’t risk sneaking a guy in. Thankfully, she doesn’t really talk to boys besides her friend Bow. At first, Adam had suspected him of wanting something more, but it turns out he’d been dating their other friend Glimmer since, like, birth. Besides Bow, Adam never sees Adora talking to guys, which is a relief, really.
When he finally does leave his room to get some snacks, he runs into Adora and that new girl Catra in the kitchen. The rest of the team are in the lounge – he can hear them talking – but it almost seems like Adora doesn’t.
She’d clearly been on a snack run too. There’s a bowl of popcorn on the counter, which Adora keeps dipping into as she talks to Catra. Adam can’t tell how long they’ve been there, but there’s a decent amount of popcorn gone.
“That’s so cool,” Adora is saying, “I think it’d be really cool to learn how to play an instrument, but I’m not that musical. I mean, I’ve been told I’m okay at singing, but I couldn’t imagine doing it in front of people. Have you ever played on stage before?”
“I did my middle school talent show,” Catra says, “I messed up in the middle of the Sweet Child O’ Mine solo, but nobody seemed to notice, because I won. My mom was such a loser about it too, she kept bragging like me winning a middle school talent show was the equivalent of like, me winning American Idol or something.”
“That’s cute, though,” Adora says easily, “my mom’s the same with all of my games. We won a friendly match in the off season last year and she was acting like it was the World Cup.”
“Hogging all the popcorn?” Adam says, and Adora jumps in surprise, looking up to meet his gaze. He smirks, nodding at the half-empty popcorn bowl. “Don’t you think your team will want some of that?”
Adora looks at the popcorn bowl and laughs awkwardly. “Oh, yeah. Oops. I guess I just got distracted.”
Catra grabs the popcorn bowl and nods towards the lounge. “Shall we?”
“Yeah,” Adora smiles, and she still looks a little red in the face even though the heating is definitely off, “sure.”
The two of them head back into the lounge where the rest of the team is, and Adam starts rooting around in the cupboard for a bag of chips without a second thought.
Catra starts coming over a lot more, Adam notices.
She’s over for dinner a few times, and on the weekends it seems like she basically moves in. When she and Adora aren’t at their place, Adam assumes that they’re over at Catra’s.
It’s nice that his sister finally has a real best friend, Adam thinks. She has a lot of friends, sure. She’s really close with Glimmer and Bow, but they’ve always had each other. Adora has never really had one friend that she’s super close with, so Adam is happy for her.
He’s coming in late from a party one night, and he’s just about to hop the back fence and creep in through his window when he hears voices in the back garden. He recognises his sister’s voice instantly, and because he’s a little drunk and curious, he leans closer to the fence to listen in.
“…my family don’t know yet, besides my aunts Mara and Hope,” Adora is saying, “not because I’m scared to tell my parents and my brother or anything, it’s just awkward.”
“I get that,” Catra says, and when Adam peeks through a hole in the fence, he sees her reach over and put a hand on top of Adora’s comfortingly, “it was the same when I told my mom. And it was even weirder after.”
“Wait, really?” Adora says, and she looks pretty anxious at whatever it is they’re talking about. “How was it weird?”
“I think it was mostly just me feeling weird about it,” Catra says, clearly trying to comfort Adora, “like, I’d made it up to be such a big thing in my head before I told her that it felt awkward having her know. I felt… kind of exposed, strangely? It went away pretty quickly, but still. It was a weird couple of days.”
“Huh,” Adora says, and she looks down at her lap, frowning, “I don’t know if that makes me more nervous or not.”
“It’s just my experience,” Catra says quickly, squeezing Adora’s hand, “if you want, you could test-run and tell my mom. You know she’ll be cool with it.”
Adora looks up and looks the other girl over and after a few moments, she smiles. “That’s okay. I know my family will be cool too. It’s just me being nervous, and if you haven’t noticed… I tend to get pretty awkward when I’m nervous.”
“Yeah,” Catra laughs softly, “I did pick up on that one.”
Adora smiles again, biting down on her bottom lip. There’s a comfortable silence that they’re sitting in, and Adam almost clambers over the back fence until Adora starts to talk again.
“I’m really glad I met you,” Adora says, “it’s nice knowing someone who gets it.”
For a moment, the two of them just look at each other, and then Adora breaks the silence again. She squeezes Catra’s hand once more and lets go, standing up.
“Come on,” Adora says, “let’s go back in.”
Adam watches through the fence as the two of them head back through the back door. He waits a few moments and then stumbles over the fence, cracking his bedroom window open and slipping inside.
He’s just flopped down on his bed, thinking about what he just overheard, when his bedroom door opens.
“Yeah, I’m sure he won’t mind if I—oh,” Adora turns around and sees Adam laying on his bed, and she smiles sheepishly. “Hey. When did you get in?”
“A little while ago,” Adam says, not wanting her to know he’d overheard her conversation, “what are you looking for?”
“Oh,” Adora laughs, admitting, “to be honest, I know you’ve got some rum hidden in here somewhere. I was going to take it so me and Catra can have a couple of drinks. I mean, it’s not like you’d tell on me for stealing your secret alcohol.”
“It’s in the closet at the back,” Adam says, “take it before I change my mind.”
Adora grins, heading over to the closet and grabbing the bottle of rum. She passes by Adam on the bed and punches his arm lightly. “Don’t tell anyone I said this, but you’re the best brother ever."
He watches as she leaves and wonders if she’ll still think that when he tries to find out what the hell it is she’s hiding.
Adam thinks about it for a few days, and he’s come to the only possible conclusion.
Adora has a secret boyfriend.
After all, what else would she feel awkward telling the family about? Adam knows that their dad has basically banned Adora from guys until she’s forty, their mom would be super fussy and invested and annoying about it, and Adam himself is poised to kill any guy that dares to hurt his sister.
It’s the only thing it could be.
So he starts planning how he’s going to find out for sure. First thing on the list, when he’s at school on Monday, he tries to find Catra. More importantly, he tries to get Catra on her own, because he can’t ask her what Adora is hiding with Adora standing right there.
It’s basically impossible. Every time he sees Catra around, she’s with Adora. The two of them are basically inseparable and have been ever since Catra moved. He doesn’t get a real opportunity to corner her until the end of the day, when he’s on his way to football practice.
She’s waiting by Adora’s locker for her, probably so the two of them can walk to soccer practice together. He knows he has to be fast, because Adora will be on her way.
“Catra,” he says, and she looks up in surprise. She frowns, like she doesn’t get why he’s talking to her, “can I ask you something?”
If anything, she just looks more confused. “Uh, okay.”
“Do you know if…” Adam glances around, just to make sure Adora isn’t on her way around the corner, “do you know if Adora is dating anybody?”
Catra’s eyes widen at the question, and she doesn’t answer right away. Her reaction is basically a resounding yes, and he doesn’t even need to hear the actual verbal answer of, “uh, I don’t know.”
“Right,” Adam says, “thanks.”
Catra opens her mouth to say something else, but then there’s a voice from behind him, and Adam turns around to see Adora coming over.
“Hey,” Adora smiles at Catra softly, and then looks at him with a frown, “what are you doing here?”
Adam shrugs, already stepping back to head down to the football field. “Just wanted a word with your new best friend.”
“Whatever, weirdo,” Adora shrugs, then looks over at Catra with that smile on her face again, “he didn’t ask you anything strange, did he?”
Adam figured Catra would tell her what he said, and as he turns and makes his way slowly down the hallway, he hears Catra tell Adora, “he asked me if you’re dating anyone.”
The way she says it, and the way Adora replies with a stunned, “oh,” just confirms it even more. Adam slows his pace a little bit more, but Adora’s not stupid, and she calls after him, “hey, asshat, it’s none of your business.”
That’s not a no, Adam thinks to himself, but when he turns around, he just shrugs. “Just looking out for my baby sister. You know dad will kill you and the guy when he finds out.”
“Uh, okay,” Adora snorts, shaking her head, “I’m not your baby sister, I’m literally eight minutes younger than you.”
“Still younger,” Adam replies as he heads down the hallway and leaves them to it. To himself, he whispers, “and you didn’t deny it.”
When he gets to the locker room, and he sees Sea Hawk getting ready for practice, he walks right over and says casually, “do you just not understand basic instructions?”
Sea Hawk turns around, frowning confusedly. “Uh… what?”
“Remember what I told you?” Adam says, “does stay away from my sister not make any sense to you?”
“Uh…” Sea Hawk shakes his head, “I haven’t been near your sister.”
“Really?” Adam says disbelievingly, “so I’m just making it up when the guy who expressed an interest in her isn’t the guy she’s sneaking around with?”
“Yes?” Sea Hawk says questioningly, like he’s not entirely sure. “I’m not dating your sister. But… honestly? If she is dating someone, that’s her choice. She’s eighteen, right? That’s an adult. She can date a guy if she wants.”
“Not if the guy is going to use her and kick her aside for someone better,” Adam says firmly, “if I find out you’re lying to me, you’re dead.”
“I’m not lying,” Sea Hawk says, and under his breath he murmurs, “I just feel bad for your sister.”
Adam lets that comment slide. After all, he’s not doing anything wrong. He’s just trying to look out for his sister.
When he gets home one night and sees Adora’s car in the driveway, and their parents’ car is nowhere to be seen, Adam realises what might be going on.
He unlocks the front door as quickly as he can, barrelling through the house, all the way to Adora’s bedroom door. Adam pushes the door open without any warning, but relaxes when he sees who Adora is actually with.
She’s laying on her side in her bed, laptop open in front of her, arms wrapped around someone else. It’s Catra, Adam quickly realises, who’s laying between Adora and her laptop as they watch some show.
Adam shakes his head. He’s never understood how close girls get with their friends. He couldn’t imagine snuggling with one of the guys.
“Uh, can you knock?” Adora says when she sees him in the doorway. She sits up, letting go of Catra. “What do you want?”
“Just thought you’d use the opportunity while our parents are out to have your secret boyfriend over,” Adam says, “you know, because you won’t tell anybody about him.”
Catra snorts with laughter, and Adam wonders what she thinks is so funny. Meanwhile, Adora rolls her eyes again and asks irritably, “why do you even care who I’m dating?”
“Because I know what guys our age want,” Adam says, “and I don’t want to see my sister get hurt.”
“Okay,” Adora laughs frustratedly, “Catra, would you mind if I just spoke to my brother outside for a minute?”
Catra shrugs easily and nods, and Adora gets up and pushes Adam out of the room, closing the bedroom door behind her. She turns around to look at him, and he realises he’s never seen her this angry before.
“Okay, do you not realise how fucking misogynistic you’re being?” Adora snaps, “Not to mention, totally annoying and invasive.”
“I’m misogynistic because I’m trying to look out for you?” Adam questions disbelievingly. “Wow. Okay. Sorry for trying to be a good brother, I guess. And I’m not just protecting you from guys too, I’m protecting you from dad when he finds out.”
“Dad already knows,” Adora says frustratedly, and then she takes a deep breath and calms herself down, “Look, I get that you mean well. But imagine if I was being as annoying as you are right now when it came to your dating life.”
“That’s different,” Adam says, and then frowns, “and when did you tell dad? Does everyone know about your secret boyfriend except me?”
“Well, when you’re being a chauvinistic asshole, do you really think I’m going to tell you?” Adora questions, shaking her head. “I can make my own decisions, and I can look after myself.”
“Okay,” Adam says, holding his hands up, “okay, fine, I’m sorry. So, since everyone else knows, are you going to tell me who he is?”
Adora opens her mouth like she’s going to, but then she hesitates. She folds her arms across her chest and shakes her head. “No. Since you’re so intent on playing amateur detective, you can figure it out for yourself.”
She turns around to go back into her bedroom, and Adam blinks when he realises she’s serious.
“Wait, what?” Adam stops her from leaving, “come on, just tell me. Everyone else knows anyway.”
“Nope,” Adora says, and she flashes a smirk like she knows exactly how annoying she’s being, “figure it out.”
“Fine,” Adam says, shrugging easily, “I’ll just ask mom and dad.”
“And I’m going to text them, and everyone else, and tell them not to tell you,” Adora says, smiling as she opens her bedroom door, “have fun.”
“Come on,” Adam says, “don’t be annoying.”
“Oh, I’m the annoying one?” Adora laughs, and then she grins, “you know, maybe this will teach you a lesson in snooping into my life. Maybe you’ll realise how annoying it really is.”
Adam protests as Adora heads back into her bedroom and closes the door behind her. He can’t believe she’s actually serious about this. Well. Whatever.
If she wants him to snoop, then he’ll snoop.
“Glimmer, hey, how are you,” Adam says casually, sitting down next to Glimmer at Adora’s usual lunch table, “Bow, nice seeing you again too. How’ve you guys been? It’s been forever since I’ve seen you.”
“We’re good,” Bow answers enthusiastically, “how are you—”
“Bow, he’s only talking to us because he wants to know who Adora is dating,” Glimmer interrupts, and Adam groans irritably, “yeah, she told us not to tell you.”
“Oh,” Bow says, “why doesn’t she want us to tell him again?”
“I don’t know,” Glimmer says, “Adora said something about teaching him boundaries.”
“Wow, thanks for the help,” Adam says sarcastically, “I can’t believe she’s serious about this.”
“Trust me,” Adora’s voice comes from behind him, “I can be very stubborn when I want to be.”
He turns around, and she’s with Catra again, typically. They’re holding hands, another weird thing girls do with their friends, and they let go when they sit down and get their lunches out.
“Okay, you’ve made your point,” Adam says, “I’ll stop snooping and being misogynistic and all that other stuff. Just tell me.”
“I told you, no,” Adora says, and Catra laughs quietly next to her, “figure it out. It’s really not that hard.”
“Yeah,” Catra says seriously, “it’s really not.”
Adora laughs, smiling at Catra in that soft way again. Adam doesn’t get what’s so funny about it.
“I mean,” Adam says, “I know Sea Hawk was into you…”
“Ew,” Adora cringes, shaking her head, “gross.”
“Okay, not Sea Hawk then,” Adam says, thinking to himself. He never sees Adora hang out with guys, besides Bow, who’s dating Glimmer. “If everyone knows, how come you’re never with this mystery guy?”
Catra laughs even harder this time. Even Bow and Glimmer look amused. Adora smirks, eyebrow raised, like she’s waiting for a penny to drop.
“Well?” Adam asks, “I asked a question. Answer it.”
“Oh my god,” Adora giggles lightly, leaning into Catra’s shoulder. When she surfaces, she looks like she’s about to burst out laughing again. “You really are oblivious, huh?”
“Oh, so you do hang around with him,” Adam surmises from that, “okay. I’ll be following you around for the rest of the day. That’s not off limits, is it?”
“Nope,” Adora says, “but to be honest, I’m starting to think you’ll never get it.”
“Never say never,” Adam says firmly, “tell your boyfriend to get ready.”
Adora turns to look at Catra, and the two of them laugh again. Adam really doesn’t get what’s so funny.
“Damn,” Catra says quietly, and Adam isn’t sure if he’s supposed to hear, “he really is hopeless, huh?”
“Okay, what the fuck.”
Adora jumps in surprise when Adam jumps from behind the lockers. She’s with Catra again, because she’s always with Catra.
“Uh,” Adora laughs, “can I help you?”
“Is your boyfriend invisible or something?” Adam asks. “Seriously. Are you just messing with me to get on my nerves?”
“Well, considering I’ve lived the last eighteen years with you getting on my nerves,” Adora says, “yeah.”
“So, okay,” Adam says, looking between Adora and Catra. They’re both smirking, like they know something more, and he thinks he’s finally caught onto what’s so funny. “You don’t… you don’t have a boyfriend, do you?”
“Oh, wow, finally,” Adora laughs, “you finally realised. Honestly, I’m proud. And Catra, you owe me twenty.”
“Dammit,” Catra mutters, pulling a twenty out of her pocket and passing it over. When Adam frowns, she shrugs, “I thought you’d never realise.”
“Okay,” Adam says, “you’ve proved your point now. I’ll stop getting involved in your love life.”
“Good,” Adora says, flashing a smile. Then she takes Catra’s hand and says, “we’re heading to soccer practice. Do you need a ride home?”
“Yes please,” Adam says, and he figures he’ll walk with them, because it’s in the same direction as his football practice. He laughs and says, “I can’t believe you pretended to be in a relationship just to prove a point.”
At the same time, Adora and Catra both pause. They look at each other, and a few moments later, burst out laughing. Adam doesn’t get what’s so funny, and he really doesn’t get it when Adora reluctantly passes the twenty dollar bill back to Catra.
“Okay,” Adora says when she finally composes herself, “maybe I overestimated you.”
“What?” Adam looks between the two of them, hoping that one of them will clear whatever the hell it is up for him. “What’s so funny?”
“Oh my god,” Catra laughs, “you know, I can tell you guys are related.”
“Hey,” Adora says, “uncalled for.”
“You’ve had your moments of obliviousness,” Catra points out, and before Adora can say anything, she nods back at Adam. “Are you actually going to tell him now?”
“Okay, tell me what?” Adam looks at Adora expectantly. “Well?”
“Honestly, I thought you figured it out,” Adora says, laughing, “when you realised I didn’t have a boyfriend. But I’m not pretending to be in a relationship. I am in one.”
Adam blinks at her. “That makes absolutely no sense.”
Adora laughs. “Seriously? Still?”
“Uh, yeah?” Adam says, “how can you not have a boyfriend but still be in a relationship?”
“Oh my god,” Catra rolls her eyes before Adora can say anything, “let me make it real clear for you.”
Then, she turns around, cups Adora’s jaw, and kisses her squarely on the lips. Suddenly, everything makes a whole lot more sense. Adora was feeling uncomfortable about telling her family something, something that Catra had experience with. Adora mentioning that Aunt Mara and Aunt Hope know something about her that their parents and Adam didn’t. Adora never hangs around with guys, and is basically joined at the hip with Catra.
Adora is a lesbian.
“Oh,” Adam says when they pull away. Adora’s cheeks are flushed lightly, and she squeezes Catra’s hand, murmuring something to her that Adam doesn’t quite catch. “You have a girlfriend.”
“Yeah,” Adora says, putting an arm around Catra’s shoulders. “Is that okay with you, almighty big brother?”
She’s saying it sarcastically, but Adam knows that part of it is genuine. After all, he had no idea she was gay.
“Of course it’s okay,” Adam says, and holds out his arms to hug her. She grins, pulling him in for a tight hug, and he murmurs into her shoulder, “I love you, you know.”
“I love you too,” Adora says as she pulls away, “even though you’re annoying as hell sometimes.”
“I’m about to annoy you even more,” Adam says, because now he turns on Catra and puts on his serious face, “hurt my sister, and I’ll kick your ass.”
It feels weird, and a little wrong to threaten a girl, but the girl in question just laughs and rolls her eyes.
“Oh, please,” Catra says, “I’d kick your ass any day of the week. But you don’t need to worry about her. I’d never do anything to hurt her.”
“Okay, good,” Adam says, and as they all turn to head down the hallway, he asks, “so, how long has this been going on exactly.”
“It started that night you let me steal your rum,” Adora says, “turns out, a little liquid confidence helps.”
“And by that, she means that I kissed her after she forgot the end to her own pick up line.”
“Uh, that’s so not how it happened, it was actually…”
Adam watches as the two of them bicker about how it really happened, and he can’t believe he hadn’t noticed just how in love with each other they are.