[He forgot his phone. It would be simple enough to complete the shopping trip without it, but he's a millennial for fuck's sake, so it's not even 15 minutes into his hypothetical trip that he's sneaking down the hall, fully aware of what Noel is doing but steadfastly trying not to think about it, when...

Well, when Noel's door slams wide open with a bang, the compact weight of his little brother slamming into him, pinning him to the bed and staring at him with a half-mad glint in his eye, voice rough.]

Say that again.