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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 18, 2012 3:31:12 GMT -5
Kenneth wasn't really in the mood to be shopping, not after he'd spent the entire day at work. But he was in need of new clothes, and he really didn't feel like coming on his day off and shopping. He wanted to stay home and do nothing on his day off, and that's what he planned on doing.
He picked up a couple shirts in his size before he walked over to the jeans. He couldn't help thinking he could make a pair of jeans look like that after a hard day's work, or with a pair of scissors and some tweezers. He wasn't going to spend an extra twenty bucks just because they looked older. He grabbed a pair of darker wash jeans, holding them up to his waist. But he didn't like those either, and folded them back before he went to the belts, a yawn passing his lips.
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Post by zain marshal rhoston on Jul 18, 2012 9:29:08 GMT -5
Just because Zain was now on medication didn't mean that he was actually taking it. Or that it was even helping. He'd done his best to act okay around Monroe, wanted to be okay and love him and not hurt him anymore.
But his own mind was still playing tricks on him, and he couldn't stop it anymore. He wandered through the mall, his eyes bright abd glowing faintly, paused to study the belts with a soft breath. When he glanced up, he smirked at the guy looking at jeans, a smile curling his lips.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 18, 2012 12:46:47 GMT -5
Kenneth looked up at the boy across from him, smiling faintly before he looked back down. Working as a barista means he got looks all the time. It wasn't like it was anything new. And glances never meant anything.
He reached up, rubbing his nose before he wandered back to the jeans again, a yawn passing his lips. He didn't know what exactly he was looking for, but it was none of these.
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Post by zain marshal rhoston on Jul 18, 2012 12:54:04 GMT -5
Zain eyed him again, chewing on his lip. 'Go on, you know you want to.'
'But what about his boy?'
'Monroe is nothing! What's better than one, but two?'
Zain worked his jaw, eyes flashing. He walked past the guy and smacked his ass gently.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 18, 2012 13:28:47 GMT -5
Kenneth looked over his shoulder, a bit surprised at the forwardness. He'd never actually outright had someone touch him. "Uh.. Am I in your way?" He asked with a thick British accent, despite all the years he had spent in London. Something about the guy's eyes were.. attractive. He suddenly felt really self conscious.
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Post by zain marshal rhoston on Jul 18, 2012 13:36:52 GMT -5
Zain's lips curled. The accent had him hooked, the parasite telling him nothing was wrong,the the only loyalty he had ever had would not be broken. "Not at all," He sneered, a hand tracing up the guy's arm before he picked up a pair of jeans and tossed them his way. "Try those." He rose an eyebrow, then turned and returned to the belts.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 18, 2012 13:41:25 GMT -5
Kenneth's heart started racing when he felt fingers up his arm. He wasn't new to flirting, but he was still terrible at it. That and the jeans thrown at him would end up soon around his ankles if he put them on. "These are too big, love." He said, folding them and sitting them back down on the table. Then it clicked and he got that the guy probably just wanted him in the changing room, and felt stupid.
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Post by zain marshal rhoston on Jul 18, 2012 13:51:35 GMT -5
Zain chuckled, shaking his head at the guy with a smirk. He picked out a belt indifferently and wrapped it around his waist, then put it back. He stretched some, back a little stiff since he hadn't been wearing his brace. He stole another glance at the guy as he moved to the next rack of belts, his fingers dancing over the hem of the others jeans.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Jul 18, 2012 13:56:28 GMT -5
Kenneth felt his fingers along the hem of his jeans and his breath caught. If he hadn't been so shy, he might have been forward and pulled his arm around him. "You know.. You could always tell me how my shirts would look on me.." He offered quietly, half hoping with his accent it didn't sound like a jumble of words.
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Post by zain marshal rhoston on Jul 18, 2012 14:00:52 GMT -5
Zain's eyes brightened and he turned back to look at him. "Could I?" He murmured somewhat seductively. He wandered close again, tugging at the guys shirt gently, propelling him, forward with a faint smirk towards the shirts.
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