Drugs, Sex, and Money (boyxboy)

7

First you answer him rudely and then you try to run him over with your shopping cart? Are you serious? Mack thought as he began checking out.

"That'll be 106.72" said the cashier.

You crashed into your boss. All you had to do was be careful, maybe turn a little wider. Who the fuck turns that short anyway? Why would you do that? He continued as he inserted his card. What if he thinks you did it on purpose? Did I even apologize? Holy fuck what if I didn't apologize? He's gonna think I hate him and I did it on purpose. The workplace is gonna be awkward as shit.

"Here you go. Have a nice day." the cashier stated and handed Mack his receipt.
"Thanks, uh...you too." He's gonna fire me.

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"Who was that anyway?" Michael asked.
"Remember Mackenzy?"
"Yea. That him?" Michael wondered as he looked at a box of cereal.
"Yea."
"He's cool. Kind of awkward though." he stated and threw the cereal into the cart.
"Yea." Dominic responded as he looked at a bag of granola.
"Am I gonna start seeing him often?"

"What? First of all, I'm not your mother. Don't act like you're waiting for me to bring you home a step dad."

Michael rolled his eyes. "You two were checking each other out like a couple of weirdos while in the middle of a grocery store. It's not my fault I'm confused. Maybe you shouldn't have confused me."

"What? We weren't checking each other out. He's an employee."
"Whatever, man." Michael said in disbelief.

Michael found out a long time ago that Dominic was gay. For a while after then, he'd been trying to hook Dominic up with any decent looking guy he could find. It was originally to show his support but he calmed down once he realized he had no idea what Dominic's type even was. He also kept accidentally trying to hook him up with straight men, forgetting that sexuality plays a big role in couples and not everyone is into same sex relations.

"You have everything?" Dominic asked to change the subject.
"Ummmm...I want popcorn."
Dom sighed. "Then get the popcorn and then we're leaving." he commanded.
"Deal."

Michael ran off to go find it.

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As he put away the groceries, Mack's phone rang.

"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, I finished. What're you doin'?" Morgan asked.
"Morgan."
"Yea?"
"I fucking ran into him at the store."
"Pardon?"
"I. Ran. Into. Him. At. The. Store." Mack repeated.
"Who?"
"DR. SEUSS, MORGAN. WHO ELSE?!"
"Ohhhh..."

While she was his sister, Morgan was also Mack's best friend so he tells her everything. She listens attentively every time and truly cares but sometimes she's a bit stupid.

"Well did you two speak?" she wondered.
"We had to."
"You had to?"
"Yea. I bumped into his grocery cart on accident."

He could hear her laughing on the other line.

"MORGAN!" Mack yelled.
"I'm sorry! It's just...I can totally picture you freezing up and freaking out because of that."
He didn't disagree because she was right.
"I'm right, aren't I?" she snickered.
"Shut up."
She laughed.

"Okay, I'll stop." she snickered.
"Thank you." Mack replied.
"So what happened?"
"Um...I met his little...brother? Adoptee? Boy Scout?"
"What?"
"I don't know. He had some kid with him but he said it wasn't his son." Mack remembered.
"Oh. Brother?" Morgan wondered.
"I think so but not biologically. He looked young but he was also pretty tall. He had the face of an 11 year old but the height of an older teenager. Also looked like a juvenile delinquent."
"Interesting." Morgan snickered.
"But we kind of just stared awkwardly and he reminded me of what time I should show up tomorrow. I think I found out he's gay...or at least bi."
"Did you now?"
"The kid asked if it was an 'awkward one night stand situation again' and it's pretty obvious I'm a guy so..."
"Well then...that means you have a shot." Morgan encouraged.
"What? What shot? I don't want a shot." Mack stated.
"Are you trying to lie to me or yourself?"
"I'm not lying."
"You're the one that keeps bringing up how hot he is." Morgan stated.

But he is hot... Mack thought to himself.

"Shut up."
"Gonna be a fun work day." Morgan joked.

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Michael sat on the couch eating a bag of popcorn and staring at the tv. Dominic just watched. He liked how easy it was to keep Michael preoccupied. If he's doing this, he can't get in trouble on the streets. He can't be incarcerated. He can't hang around the wrong crowd. He can just sit there, eat his snack, and watch tv. He wasn't complicated at all.

Dominic's phone rang.

"Hello?" he answered.
"I miss you." Landon pouted through the phone.
"Yea?"
"Yea...can you come over?"
Dominic looked at Michael. "I'm doin' somethin'..."
"Doing what? Come on, you told me you'd see me again days ago and still haven't. My body misses you, daddy."

Dom took a deep breath.

"Alright. Give me twenty minutes." he stated.
"I'll be waiting."
The two hung up.

"I got somethin' I gotta go do." Dominic stated.
"Okay. When will you be back?" Michael wondered with his eyes still glued to the screen.
"I don't know. Before sunrise."
"Can I stay here?" Michael asked and finally looked at Dominic.
"Do what you want." Dominic permitted and got up.

"Wait...change that. Don't do what you want. Just stay here, stay fed, and don't break or ruin anything. Also shower and brush your teeth before you get in that bed." Dominic instructed.
"So my usual instructions? Got it." Michael answered and put his eyes back on the screen.

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Mack stood in his closet staring at his clothes. He'd spent about thirty minutes trying to put together a nice suit to wear on his first day and still he had nothing.

Harley sat on his bed and watched his thought process.

"Navy blue shirt and tan pants? Brown belt?" Mack asked.
"You can do better." Harley replied.
"Navy blue shirt and grey pants?"
"Warmer."
"Uhh...black shirt and grey pants?"
"Sounds hot." Harley smirked.

"Okay, what do I do with my hair?" Mack wondered and brushed his fingers through it.
"What do you usually do?" Harley asked.
"Uh...I don't know. I try but it's never the best."
"Spray it with a little bit of water and brush it back a bit."
Mack nodded. "And if that doesn't go well?"
"How could you mess up brushing your hair?"
"I don't know. What if I put too much water?"
"What?"
"Maybe I brush it back too far? You said only brush it back 'a bit', what if I brush it back a lot?"
"Can you calm down?" Harley asked as he looked at his friend with a cocked brow.
"I am calm. Why would you ask me that?"

"You're not. You're freaking out like a weirdo. You already have the job. Tomorrow is just you getting a hang of things. For the first week I doubt they expect you to be perfect plus, even if there is an issue, you have to remember everyone makes mistakes." Harley encouraged.

"So take a deep breath and relax."
Mack did as told.