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Shiloh's pajamas weren't nearly as cute, his clean laundry limiting him to an old t-shirt and boxer shorts. He had gotten her texts, and was waiting for her, playing some games on his phone. He hadn't had much else to bring to the island, and with the power out it was not like there was a lot to do anyway, but still, the minute he got leave, he vowed to bring back some entertainment.

He got up at the sound of her knocking, and sauntered over to the door, sliding it up and glancing down at her. Noticing the teddy bear, he raised an eyebrow.

"You didn't tell me you were bringing a friend, Maebs," he teased her.

Shiloh laughed, stepping back as she charged her way through, and made herself comfortable on his bed. He sat down beside her, shoving her over a little and picking up his phone again.

"That's not very nice, Maebe - MAEBE!" He stared at her for a minute, looking incredulous.

"I didn't even think you liked him, let alone wanted to... engage in activities with him, so I don't know why you think I would tell him something like that. Isn't he the one with the crush on you?"

He waved his hands, not wanting to upset her further. "I know, I know, Maebe, don't worry."

Shiloh wasn't sure if it was the pranks that had set Maebe off on Taym, or if it was the fact that she didn't seem to like the best of people, and Taym wasn't exactly someone Shiloh would peg as not being antagonistic. "I don't know why he would lie about something like that," Shiloh said, frowning. "Unless he's just teasing you again, but I promise you Maebe, I said nothing of the sort."

He paused, thinking to remember, wanting to make sure he hadn't inadvertently done something stupid.

"We had a spar on the training fields and I am pretty sure I told him that you could kick his a**... Then he kind of kicked mine." He laughed. "I said that he'd be a good match for you. But I only meant fighting wise, I swear!"

He reached over, and ruffled her hair, knowing it would annoy her but not caring all the same. Sometimes her pouting as cute, and she had apologized. "It's okay, you were just checking facts."

Shiloh listened as she explained things, quirking a brow again. "But- You were the one who said he liked you! Maebe, I thought this whole time... 'Cause he likes teasing you, and he came to watch your match... Are you sure he doesn't have a crush on you?"

He grinned at her, bracing himself.

"Thanks though, I try to contain my wildly horny and jerkish emotions. You could learn a lot from me you know."

He was only teasing her, but he couldn't help it, she was too easy to rile up and she was so adorable when she was angry, scrunching her face up at him. It was no wonder Taym had a crush on her.

Unfortunately, after his encounter with Taym, he wouldn't say that Maebe's definition of crush was off the table either.

He watched as she laid back, and moved to settle in beside her, thinking she was here for the night now, so he might as well be comfortable too. It didn't seem, however, as Maebe asked Shiloh the one question he always dreaded, that he was going to be allowed any comfort tonight. He stared at her for a second, glad that she had a tendency to enjoy the sound of her own voice, as she continued talking and he attempted to hide the colour rising in his cheeks without her noticing. He turned over, and made a point of fumbling with his phone, before placing it on the nightstand, turning back to her only when he was sure the flashing 'virgin' sign was gone from his face.

"Nobody has to be celibate, I'm sure there are plenty of eligible bachelors out there for you, Maebs," he grinned lightly, brushing back some wayward strands of hair from his face. "If not, last time I checked, you have two hands."

He was certainly a little red in the face after saying that, not usually so crass, but he was laughing, thinking himself funny, and clever for having avoided the question.

Her shock was an obvious ruse, but Shiloh couldn't help but laugh, shaking his head as he tucked her beneath his arm.

"Oh Maebe, Maebe, Maebe. I meant on island you goof, the place is practically swimming with testosterone. There's really no one you uh... Might like?" What he meant was get with, bone, etc, but he felt like he'd filled his gutter quota for the evening with his last comment, and he definitely didn't want to be condemned to staying there. Maebe was saved from answering, however, by the beep of her phone.

It was almost a sign, one might think.

She read it, then turned the phone towards Shiloh. He squinted at it, reading the message.

"Selfie chain? Maebe what sort of pictures have you been sending him?"

“Maebe!” Shiloh stared, looking incredulous. “It most certainly does matter and we are absolutely not sending him a picture of my d**k."

Jokes were one thing, and whipping it out, even amongst friends, was another, and a road he wasn’t about to travel down. Plus, though he had no complaints about what he’d be endowed with, and he’d been endowed well, he wasn’t sure he wanted to give Taym that sort of ammo. In fact, he was pretty certain that he didn’t really want Taym to see his d**k ever, through photograph or otherwise.

“What you choose to send people is your own business,” he finally relented, gently pinching the bridge of his nose. “But you should really be careful with who you are sending them too. Not everyone’s as sweet and wonderful as me, Maebs.”

He grinned at her then, pulling her in close and trying to give her some semblance of a noogie.

“Hey,” he said suddenly, remembering the pranks Taym had pulled on Maebe, and getting an idea. “Here, give me your phone.”