Check out the apartment with the intent to be Bae's roommate.

“Yeah, I think that would be good,” you return Bae's shy grin with a charming smile. You're fairly sure a bit more than that will happen, though. Though, it may not be a good idea to hook-up with a future roommate.

You enjoy the group's company while finishing your last drink of the night, then you all head back to the dance floor. This time, there's quite a bit more contact between Bae and yourself. You shamelessly run your hands over his bulging pecs, and he blushes proudly, and makes each pec bounce with a giggle. You breathe out a chuckle, and Bae stands up on his tip-toes to give you a very light first kiss. The rest of the evening is spent mostly with Bae and you sliding pressing against and caressing each other's bodies and occasionally sharing brief kisses, not enough to draw too much attention from his friends.

The number of greenshirts has dwindled, and someone suggests leaving before the club closes. No need to look ****. Bae slips his arm around your waist, and you slip yours around his shoulders as your group walks out. Someone flags a taxi, you all squeeze in, together.

“Soooo...” one of the greenshirts you didn't talk to much turns around in the front seat of the taxi. “Bae, did you take your birth control this morning? Looks like you're gonna need it.” Everyone laughs.

You look at the ceiling innocently, feeling very awkward being the center of attention, again. At least it won't be for long... “No, no, no! Not like that! We just gunna cuddle,” Bae leans his head on your shoulder and wraps both arms around yours. “Or, maybe just move in together. Nothing big.” He giggles, and most everyone in the taxi chuckles.

The remaining greenshirts grill you a more casual way than before. They eventually realize that you may indeed be looking at the apartment for a roommate situation. Only one green shirt is left when you get to Bae's apartment, and he waves goodnight as you both exit. Bae drags you up the stairs and into a rather nice building on one of the main thoroughfares of the gay neighborhood. Well, this would be a fun place to live, at the least.

Bae literally bursts into his apartment. “Hunny, I'm hooome!” he loudly announces. You wonder about his roommate. Roommates? As if sensing this, he laughs. “The guy who's moving out is at the new place, and my other roommate is at his boyfriend's. It's just us.” He takes your hand. “Come look.”

Bae leads you to a very small bedroom. It's nicely painted white painted brick, it has a substantial window for its size, but it's small. You can at least consider it. Despite its size, there may be other incentives to living here... “Ready for cuddling?” Bae looks up at you with an expectant grin and gives your hand a quick squeeze.