The cool air was bursting towards the vegetables, and was a releaf to Chris.The air outside the store was to warm and dry. Chris looked on the shelf. It had to be there somewhere! Ahh.. there it was, the shelf with cereals! Chris stuffed some of them in his basket when a pair of blue eyes was starring at him.
"Oh.. I'm terrible sorry" the eyes said. the appologise came instantly.
"Don't be" Chris laughed. "I'm Chris"
He reached out for the man to shake his hand.
"I'm tom." The eyes bacame smaller as Tom laughed. The long fingers shoke Chris' hand, while their eyes met. Tom Smiled again, wich Chris responded with a small laugh.
"Well..." Tom said, while walking on the other side of the shelf, to see Chris.
Tom was about 6"2 tall and about the 80 Kilos. He was acturally quite small, compared to Chris. His blond hair was curled, and played along his head. he was stunishing addorable.
"It was nice to meet you, Chris" He smiled. 'Come on, Chris! Talk... ask him out!" Chris felt uncomftable for a moment.
“Why don’t we hang out some day?” Tom said, with his sweet voice. Chris couldn’t belive his own ears.
“yeah, we should do that sometime.” He said
Tom laughed. “well, are you going anywhere today, ‘cause I’m not?”
"Nope. Not at all... do you have any suggestions, Tom?" Chris looked at tom, as he moved closer to Chris.
Tom blushed and whispered: "I'd love to show you my appartment, if you want to?" Tom moved closely up towards Chris, and he felt Toms heat through the cool air. He sank and replyed without thinking.
"of course, Tom. That could be awesome."
They went silently to the checkout and began to walk over to Toms car.
The trip to Toms house was compleetly silent. About halfways Tom layed his hand on Chris' leg, and Chris couldn't stop smiling, which made Tom laugh quietly. while holding on the road infront of the house Tom finally spoke.
"I'm sorry if this is to... much." He said.
"It isn't, Tom. And please do me a favour, would you?" Tom looked at Chris and he kneew he could continue speaking. "Don't say 'I'm sorry' anymore, okay? You do everything right, there's nothing to appologize about." Tom nodden and opend the frontdoor and moved over to Chris' door and opend it.
"I know it is quiet a mess in here. I just moved to town a cuppel of weeks ago." Toms house was clean compared to Chris'.
"What do you mean? Its so clean and.." He looked around to find the right words. "Stylish. Its like the inside of a modern castle, where you just have to waite for the right prince to rescue you. - no offense."
"non taken. I'm glad you like it then. you might be right, Maybe I do need to find my prince." He came closer to Chris and told him not to just stand there. "I do have a couch and chairs, you know?" He said while draging him down to the Couch. The couch was in front of the window, from which you could see the sun rise and set.
"So, Chris" Tom whispered, and dragged Chris out of his thurghts. "do you.. I mean.. have you found your truely one and only prince yet? you sounded so convincing." He didn't knew what to answer. He was deffinatly into men but the one and only? He looked at Tom in the last light from the sun. His hair was like gold and his skin was like silk. He smiled.
"I think so. I just don't know yet. I just met him, you see." He moved closer to Tom, trying to read the face in front of him. Tom blushed, which made Chris feel like he was back in college again. Tom looked up. "I know I have, Chris." He smiled
