![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
[He'd rather die than admit he really does not want to lose Randy's attention, but then again he'd rather die than most things, if not all. The point is that he stares at Randy owlishly for about five more seconds than socially acceptable, before turning his nose up and hmphing his way onward without further complaint.]
[huffs a little laugh]
Sure.
[and he'll step forward, chatting up the shopkeep with relaxed, friendly ease. it really seems like they already know each other. he asks straightforwardly about the condoms, their capacity, any specialty items along those lines-- turns out they do have some with uncommon stretch and sturdiness, and when Randy sideways jokes about eggs, he's met with very serious insistence they'd hold. but they aren't cheap.]
Sure.
[and he'll step forward, chatting up the shopkeep with relaxed, friendly ease. it really seems like they already know each other. he asks straightforwardly about the condoms, their capacity, any specialty items along those lines-- turns out they do have some with uncommon stretch and sturdiness, and when Randy sideways jokes about eggs, he's met with very serious insistence they'd hold. but they aren't cheap.]
[He's put a possessive hand on the small of Randy's back, but he's still a step behind Randy. He's quiet, not because he's passive, but because he's getting intense secondhand embarrassment about the - the - the condom talk.]
We can - we can save for the. That version. Can you hurry up.
[He isn't making eye contact with the shopkeep either, the very picture of bashful, blushing partner.]
We can - we can save for the. That version. Can you hurry up.
[He isn't making eye contact with the shopkeep either, the very picture of bashful, blushing partner.]
Page 6 of 10