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"BECAUSE WE BOTH ARE VERY PROUD!"
"BECAUSE WE BOTH ARE VERY PROUD!"
"Whatever. I'm going to regret this" He said as he put his hands near his mouth so his voice was audible and yelled, "ATTENTION, PEOPLE THAT ARE IN THIS MALL. ME AND THIS MAN BESIDE ME ARE VERY GAY AND WE'RE BOYFRIENDS. BY THE WAY, WE'RE PROUD OF IT!"
Jax grinned widely. "YES WE ARE! WOO!"
(gtg, srry!)
(ADAJUEJKSQ< fine)
(back, and srry I leave so much)
Jax grinned widely. "YES WE ARE! WOO!"
Leon smiled brightly and quickly kisses Jax.
Jax quickly picked his stuffed animal back up and hastily looked around at all the people staring. "That– that's all." He didn't stop smiling, and he sounded unrestrainedly happy.
"So where do you want to go next?" He tried to stop smiling but failed so he kept smiling slightly.
"I dunno, are there any stores here that you like?"
"Not really, I don't need anything. Do you?"
"Well, I thought we could get some more clothes together…" He looked around for a sign pointing them to their local clothes depot–thing.
(btw, my internet is hella slow so srry if my responses are slow)
"Sure." He walked over to the local clothes depot thing along with Jax.
(Mine is being slow af too it's ok)
It was an Aeropostale, and Jax meandered over to the men's section, smitten by a polo shirt.
(oki den)
Leon followed Jax into the men's section and looked around trying to find shirts he could wear when he was alone in his house.
(Arg I have to go, because my dad's kicking me off after I read something for a class, sorry.)
Jax grabbed the shirt and wandered over to the jeans section.
(oki den, it's fine)
Leon picked a gray sweatshirt and went over to the jeans section.
Jax glanced at him momentarily, and looked back at the rack. "Do you think these would look good on me?" He pulled out a pair of white jeans.
"Don't ask me, you said I was emo."
"Well, you know me best. Do you think this would clash with your style too much?" Jax looked at him up and down. "Yes." He decided and put them back.
"What's wrong if it clashes with my style?" He took out some blue jeans, "What about this?"
"For whom? Me, or you? If it's me, I have plenty of blue jeans. I wear them in my free time."
"Okay then. What about me, does it look good on me?"
"The jeans, yes." He grinned. "Maybe you could match it with that t-shirt over there." He pointed over his shoulder at a light gray t-shirt. "And maybe those converse that you're wearing now."
"That is if I can find my size." He quickly grabbed his size in the jeans and went over to the rack that had the light gray t-shirts to try and find his size.
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