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Well, isn't this cute, mused Bro as he stood watching the two boys sleep. It wasn't as if he hadn't known, or at the very least suspected as much. He was Dirk Strider; he always knew everything that was going on in Dave's life. But he still hadn't expected to walk in on his bro sharing the bed with their house guest. The boys lay tangled as close as two tanglebuddies getting some serious tangling on, John's back against the wall and Dave facing him, noses almost touching. The sleeping bag John had brought with him when he arrived lay unused on the mattress beside the bed. Bro idly wondered if he would be able to snap a photo of this heartwar