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matt and kaia take all the extra food and pack it into the fridge, leaving the bag up in matt's room and joining everyone on the couch as they watch tv.

nate had come over in the time that matt and kaia were out on their picnic, so it was the triplets, the girls, and nate. the old friend group restored again because kaia and matt finally got their shit together and stopped acting like they didn't need the other person.

matt and kaia are sitting together at the end of the big couch, his arm draped lazily across her shoulder. chris and chloe sit at the other end doing the same thing, nick and nate sharing the other couch as they watch revenge of the sith.

"he's so hot." kaia whispers to chloe.

"i know." she agrees with a big smile.

"quit gossiping about other men being hot." matt whispers, mocking them.

"i'm definitely sexier than him." chris states, looking at chloe.

"you're pretty even i'd say." chloe nods.

"better than nothing." chris shrugs.

"kid, you're fucking ugly. hayden christensen is way better looking." nick rolls his eyes at chris' statement.

"nick, we're fucking triplets. if i'm ugly, you're gorlock the destroyer right along with me." chris hisses at him, arm still around chloe as her, kaia, matt, and nathan watch in amusement.

"none of you are ugly, stop insulting eachother." kaia laughs, leaning her head against matt.

"thank you." chris speaks.

"she's talking about me, chloe can defend you." matt joins in.

"what is going on?" chloe shakes her head.

"kaia and chloe have like, the exact same taste in men, obviously. why are you guys arguing about who is more attractive when you look actually identical?" nate turns towards them.

"our taste is very different." kaia says.

"barely." nick shrugs.

"what's the point of this argument again?" kaia scratches her neck.

"you two are saying anakin is hot and chris got insecure." matt pouts at him.

"nuh uh." chris crosses his arms.

"ask baylen. he'd agree with me." chloe shakes her head.

"you want me to recruit your boyfriend's friend to tell me that this random actor is more attractive than your own man?" kaia jokingly asks chloe.

"let's just watch the movie and stop being dramatic. also, kaia, stop oggling at him just because he's sweaty and shirtless." matt nudges kaia.

"sorry." she mouths to him silently.

matt kisses the top of kaia's head and she smiles, cuddling more into matt's side under the blanket.

the group spends the rest of the day hanging out, kaia and chloe work together to make everyone dinner.

hours go by and they all get tired, matt and kaia are the first ones to leave the living room to go to bed.

kaia changes into a pair of shorts and one of matt's shirts with no bra under it because who the fuck sleeps with a bra on?

matt tosses off his shirt and lays down in his pyjama pants, his fan poiting at the two of them as they get comfortable under the blankets.

kaia goes to plug in her phone and she sees a text from her mom and mentions it to matt.

"my mom wants to go dress shopping soon for prom, i guess she heard that you asked me." kaia speaks, shutting her phone off and rolling over onto matt.

"what are you gonna wear?" he asks tiredly, rubbing his eyes and wrapping his arms around her.

"i don't know, but your tie colour should match my dress." she mumbles.

"that's easy enough." he agrees.

"prom is in, like, a week. i really didn't think i was gonna go." kaia says as she plays with his hair.

"i guess we got lucky to run into eachother again just in time." matt smiles.

"yeah, i guess so." she agrees, kissing his cheek and laying back down.

they lay in silence for a couple minutes, neither of them actually asleep yet.

"what are we gonna do after graduation?" matt suddenly asks.

"what do you mean?" kaia looks up at him.

"like, us? things aren't too hard right now because we're in school and see eachother all the time, but what about when we gradute? like, you don't think that youtube is gonna be a problem for us?" matt questions, his full attention now on her.

"why would it be a problem? i'll be getting a normal job, you'll have youtube. i'm not cut out for social media as my actual job like you three are, it's fine." kaia brushes hair out of his face.

"but, we're gonna be traveling and i'm not always gonna be in boston. what if i have to leave for like, weeks at a time?" he sighs.

"you've left for la lots of times, i always delt fine being here without you." she nods at him.

"but we weren't dating the other times i left. now that we're together again and both about to graduate, i can't just leave the state for weeks and be away from you." matt runs his thumb over kaia's cheeks.

"then i guess i'd either come with you and do social media or i'd just stay here." she shrugs, a small frown on her lips.

"but i want to be with you forever and i want to be able to take care of you. y'know, so we would never have to be apart." matt smiles.

"that's still in the future, why are you worrying about it now?" kaia asks softly.

"because we're graduating in less than a week and prom is like, right after that. i'm nervous, i don't want to lose you a third time." matt sighs.

"matt, you're not gonna lose me. i'm gonna be right here, i'll always support you doing youtube and i never mind traveling with you, la is fun. plus, i've had modeling gigs of my own in la, just not as important as all your meetings and brand deals." she laughs at the end.

"what if the three of us need to spend a lot of time there and not as much here in mas?" he readjusts his head on the pillow.

"then i'll come with you and i'll reach out to more brands and start making money out there, too. it's not a big deal." she assures him.

"i don't want you to throw your life away if you want to live and work a regular job, i can't force you to do this kind of thing with me." matt twirls strands of her hair mindlessly.

"i don't mind it, i'll still be next to you, so i'm not complaining." she smiles.

"i love you." he holds either side of her face.

"i love you more, baby." she kisses him gently, laying into him and both falling asleep entangled in eachother's arms.

everything comes to an end, but hopefully not a bond like this.

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