"Does this make us gay?" Dom asked, leaning back in the tub. Elijah, who sat between his legs with his back resting on Dom's chest turned his head to look at him.

"What?" he asked, mindlessly running his hands through the thick, soapy bubbles that covered the surface of the tub.

"Does this make us gay?" Dom asked again, making a small gesture. Elija laughed and took his bubble covered hand and ran it down Dom's face, leaving a soapy trail behind.

"Yeah, love," Elijah answered, kissing Dom's chin. "I think this makes us gay."

�Oh, alright then,� Dom said.