Summary:

Felix LaPointe is kicked out of his hotel room, and Luca offers for him to hang out in his. They're friends. They're teammates.

It's totally fine and normal.

“You can come up to my room, so you don't have to sit here all night,” Luca offers with a nonchalance that is a stark contrast to Felix's obvious chalance.

Felix blinks once, twice… three times in an attempt to focus his brain.

“Your room?” Felix asks, mentally cursing himself for the strain in his words.

Luca nods, smiling almost shyly, “Yeah. We can watch a movie or something.”