The movie that had been playing for nearly twenty minutes somehow reduced the awkwardness Theon had felt earlier. Surprisingly, he found himself relaxed.
The tension he'd carried home from work had faded somewhere between the meal they had and dessert. Now it was mostly gone. The atmosphere felt easy.
Theon sat between Ryan and Nikos with one leg folded beneath him, his shoulder occasionally brushing Ryan's whenever he shifted. A full forgotten glass of wine rested near his knee. Ryan's arm stretched comfortably along the back of the couch behind him, occupying familiar space without either of them thinking much about it anymore.
A bottle of wine and dessert plates cluttered the table in front of them.
