Bitty nervously gathers his friends one afternoon in the late winter to tell them that he and Jack are dating. Jack is planning on coming out at the end of the season, so Bitty wants to give them all some warning. They’re all happy for them of course, but a few are a little hurt Jack and Bitty had kept it from them for so long.
“I’m sorry, y’all. I hated lying to you, but it just wasn’t the time yet. I feel so bad about not telling you– something as big and as important as that!” Bitty wrings his hands and apologizes again. The rest of the team is nodding their forgiveness, but Dex looks more and more uncomfortable with each word.
“Anything you’d like to share with the class?” Lardo asks casually. Dex looks like he’s about to faint. She loves the kid, but heaven help her if he has a problem with Bitty and Jack…..
“Bitty’s right. It’s not something we should hide. And I’m sick of lying about it.”
“Wait, when did this happen?” Chowder asks, caught between astonishment and excitement (his natural state of being, but just stronger in this particular moment).
Dex flushes. “Like…..last year? After we lost the playoffs?”
“Right after,” Nursey confirms.
“Ah,” Holster says sagely. “Roadie magic. That’s when me and Rans first started hooking up.”
“WHAT?” squawks Bitty. Rans claps a hand on Holster’s shoulder. “Shit, bro, I think we forgot to tell them.”
“What else haven’t y’all been telling me?” Bitty demands, and after that, confessions start rolling in.
“I’ve had at least two drunken sexcapades with Shitty.”
“Lards, bro! Same!”
“Didn’t Johnson get it on with the other goalie that one time? Goalies are weird, man.”
“Hey, Ollie and Wicks are totally doing it, right?”
Then, amidst the increasingly loud and colorful tales of sexual exploits, Tango shouts, “I’ve thought about kissing Whiskey!”
The rest of the Haus falls silent, Ransom and Holster smothering giggles. Whiskey calmly looks Tango up and down. “Huh. Cool. Let’s do that sometime.”
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That night when Jack asks Bitty how it went telling the team, Bitty sighs helplessly. “Honey, I don’t know where to begin.”
literally so here for nursey losing his chill this year. im so here for him to become the dramatic nerd child he his on the inside. i want him to get jealous of dex being better friends with whiskey right off the bat and i want him to write twenty poems about it and grumpily stare at dex at breakfast and i want dex to be like “whats ur deal nurse maybe you should just. like–” “don’t finish that sentence dex.”
Whiskey: Babe come over
Tango: I’m helping Dex fix the washing machine
Whiskey: My roommates aren’t home
Tango: Don’t worry! I’m sure they’ll come back
sometimes i sit here and get emotional thinking about
whiskey when talking to most of the smh:
vs whiskey when talking to tango:
the only other time he smiled was a few pages before, right after jack signed the jersey. both are cut off by the panels so we dont really get to see the WHOLE SMILE :((((
i firmly believe his Cool Aloof Dude Persona has two weaknesses: famous hockey players and tony
Whiskey: This is so frustrating! I hate everything! I hate everyone!
Tango: [voice cracks] Everyone?
Whiskey: …
Whiskey: [sighs] Everyone, but you.
i feel like whiskey is the kind of person who like, finds a kitten on the side of the road or something as he’s going to class and just picks it up, takes it with him. and so he sits down in the classroom next to his best friend & sets all of his books down and he just goes “hey, hey tango. tango look.” and then he just opens up his hoodie pocket up a little bit and a lil baby kitten head pops out
and then like tango shouts for a split second and then he just gets the happiest face like “oh my go d???? what???? where did you find it???? is it a boy or a girl???? have you named her???? what’s her name???? can we keep her????”
he emerges from where he was helping clean up the kitchen when he hears the tadpoles arrive, calmly makes his way into the hall, see’s the assembled mass, takes in all the faces, freezes, and walks backwards back in
ransom is like ??? bro what’s wrong
dex’s head turns, slowly, like something from The Ring
‘there’s another one’
Ok, but imagine Dex and Whiskey becoming really good friends???? Whiskey and Dex connect on a level in which they are just so done with everyone around them. Like, Nursey will tell Dex to chill and he’ll be like: fuk off m8, but Whiskey will say something and Dex’ll be like: yeah ok whatever.
Nursey hates it. I mean, Whiskey’s an ok dude, but him and Dex as friends just irks him. (The irony of that is not lost on him). So, whenever they’re all hanging and Dex and Whiskey are together, Nursey gets super tense and wired.
just moving along like everyone else 