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GOD BITTY AND JACK WERE SO ANXIOUS TO SEE THEIR REACTIONS AND DO YOU SEE THESE HAPPY FACES OF RELIEF THAT THEIR FRIENDS ACCEPT IT LIKE IT’S AS NATURAL AS BREATHING

BITTY IS SO RELIEVED AND JACK IS LIKE SEE NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT AND OMG THE BURDEN OF KEEPING THEIR RELATIONSHIP A SECRET IS GONE AND IT IS MAKING BITTY AND JACK SO MUCH HAPPIER THEY’RE ON CLOUD NINE 

NOTHING CAN BRING ME DOWN

“You guys are horrible,” Bitty laughed, his grip on Jack going slack with relief as their friends tried to figure out payment between them.

“The absolute worst,” Jack agrees, burying a smile into Bitty’s hair. 

They didn’t care, and it was wonderful. Well, they shouldn’t say their friends didn’t care, obviously they’d invested some thought into their relationship, but they weren’t surprised. They expected it.

There was no judgement, no disgust, no anger, no hatred.

It was Holster, Shitty, and Lardo poking each other as they argued about who had won the bet while Ransom scribbled down a graph on a napkin.

It was four people who had already accepted Jack and Bitty for who there were because there was nothing different about them.

Just two hockey dorks in love with four asshole friends who were tossing quarters at each other in the booth.

It’s totally worth it when they get kicked out.