Tea Boy (A Deacury Fic)

Chapter 9: Ready To Love?

February 1972

-John's POV-

It's been almost a year since I've been working on myself. I've graduated from uni, practiced meditation daily, and yes, I've gotten older, I'm 20 years old for Christ's sake! I'm still working however, but not as a tea boy anymore....as a sales associate at a very popular fashion store, Beba to be exact. The fads were quite trendy to say the most, women and men from everywhere came in to check in for the latest, and obviously, it was busy every single day, however this day caught me off guard.

It was quite early in the morning, and I was stocking quite a few things. I was literally the only one there, but thankfully the manager gave me a key beforehand. I suddenly heard a knock on one of the glass rotating doors. "We'll be open shortly!", I called. "Open up, it's me!", a familiar voice called. Could it be who I thought? I stopped what I was doing and immediately opened the doors. In walked, yup, exactly who I thought.

"Fr-freddie, what are you doing here so early?", I asked. "I obviously should ask you the same, darling.", he replied turning to me. I felt a slight blush creep upon my face. "Well to your surprise, Fred, I work here now.", I stated. His eyes widened at me in indeed shock. He then congratulated me on my new position and I smiled. I immediately got back to work as he looked around for a bit. "Do you like this one better than being a tea boy?", he questioned. "Kinda. Days have been quite busy because...well this is a hip place to be.", I simply answered, fulfilling my current duties. He nodded and went back to looking at some of the clothing. I finished stocking up on mostly shoes and accessories a good thirty minutes later, and as I went to go find something to do....he was gone...

"Fred? Freddie!?", I called panicky. "In here, darling!", he called back. I followed his voice which ended up in one of the dressing rooms. He turned to me with this...sort of look. A long fuchsia blouse with denim bell bottoms. "How do I look?", he asked. I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh at all. Apparently, he found big women's clothes only to fit him, but he still looked gorgeous as ever. "You look stunning, Freddie.", I complimented. "Even if these choices make me look like a hip old man?", he asked, I giggled a little. "Freddie, you don't look like that. You look beautiful all the way. Besides, although they're for specifically women, clothing really doesn't have any gender...", I explained. He knew I was right. He smiled and hugged me close. "Thank you, John...", he whispered as I hugged him back. "No problem, Freddie.", I replied, suddenly breaking the embrace. "Say, how bout we model some of these threads together until the store opens. I'm sure your manager wouldn't mind.", he slyly suggested. I swear I saw him smirk a little.

I hesitantly agreed and we eventually tried on different clothes and accessories until it was twenty minutes until opening time. Thankfully, he helped me put everything back together. "That was actually quite fun, wasn't it?", he asked. "Yeah...we should do it more often if you'd like...", I replied. "I'd love to, John.", he said smiling. I suddenly felt him cup my face and stroking my cheek. "You know, I thought about that night we spent together....and I couldn't stop thinking about you, especially if I'm trying to write songs or try drawing more. You're honestly irresistible, Johnny.", he says. I blushed redder than ever before, and before I knew it, he pressed his lips against mine, like before, and pushing his tongue in. I immediately kissed back, our tongues intertwining with each other. I enjoyed every blissful second of it. I then tackled him down and made out with him intensely and full of passion. My heart felt full of sparkling fireworks bursting. Sparks flew everywhere. We broke off a few seconds later, and yes, I was still a bit flustered, but I really enjoyed that make out session. He gave me a small chuckle as I helped him up.

"That was...kinda hot, you know.", I said. "Oh darling, there's more where that came from...", he replied, licking his lips which made me bite mine. "Come by mine after work today.", he said. "Okay, I will...", I replied. He then pecked my cheek and I lead him to the back door so that no one would see him leaving. He hugged and kissed me once more and went on his way. I smiled like an idiot after what just happened...maybe we really do belong together.