forum One on One Shipping? (Closed)

Started July 19, 2018 by @SaltyLasagna

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"Yeah." He nodded. "Oh right, I'm Grey-I mean Greyson." He stuttered at the thought of making new friends, particularly attractive friends.

Jordan smiled sweetly at him. "Nice to meet you Grayson. I'm Jordan."

"Jordan-" He repeated shyly. "-Um yeah, after were both moved in, we could- could we hang out?" Why am I stuttering so much? He thought. I better not be blushing.

Jordan stopped at his apartment door and looked up at Grayson. He noticed his slightly pink cheeks and nervous voice, and he smiled. "So you're new here too?" He asked, leaning against his door. "We should definitely hang out then. Explore the city together."

"No, actually, I grew up here." He nodded. "But there a lot of places I could show you." Grey's eyes lit up, he'd always wanted to show someone is special spots in the city.

"That'd be awesome," he said, beaming. "Let me get the rest of my boxes inside first though."

"Yeah, I should probably unpack too." He met his eyes briefly and reached his arm out behind him, trying to find the door handle. "Do you need my help with the others?"

He shook his head. "No, this was the heaviest one. The rest should be easy peasy," Jordan said. "Thank you, though."

"No problem." Grey nodded before opening the door to his new apartment and closing it behind him.
He leaned his back against the door and chuckled to himself. I was blushing wasn't I? He rubbed his tired eyes and sighed.

Jordan quickly finished moving the rest of the boxes, a small smile on his face the entire time. His muscles were sore by the time he was finished, and it was already 2:30 pm. He looked over at his door and sighed, wondering if he should go over to Greyson's apartment.

Greyson made a mental checklist of all the places they would go. He hummed to himself quietly as he unpacked his paints and brushes, setting them down at the base of a wall.
I'll start painting tomorrow. He promised himself. He suddenly remembered the time. Grey opened his door halfway, just to show Jordan was welcome.

With another sigh, Jordan got up and exited his apartment. Across the hallway he could see that Greyson's door was left slightly open. He hesitantly walked up and knocked lightly on the doorframe.

"Mhm yeah, come in," Grey said loud enough for him to hear, not looking up from his growing masterpiece, he couldn't help himself. He realised his hands were covered in paint.