Eric Harden had his whole life mapped out since the day he was born and never strayed from that path. Until Gavin Adams walked into his life and awoke feelings in him that he never even knew existed.
And now he was expected to just forget about it a...
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I showed up at the address Raphael sent me with flowers.
Not roses, though. I had pink and white tulips because even on sale, this half dozen was the only set I could afford. Was it corny? Probably, but if corny got me laid then I ain't give a fuck.
When Dre saw me picking them up he asked me was I even supposed to give another man flowers. That made me pause, Would I want flowers? I never had the thought of getting Gavin flowers. Raphael was a lot...How do I say it? Softer than I was or even Gavin was. He'd definitely want flowers I figured.
I was right, too. I could tell by the gasp that left his lips when he opened his front door.
"You got me flowers?" Raphael spoke with disbelief. He reached out cautiously to take them from my hand like I was gonna snatch them back or something. He brought the tulips up to his nose and took a big whiff. "They smell good." He smiled at me.
I chuckled, shaking my head. I don't know what he was smelling, because I know when I smelled them I ain't smell a damn thing! As long as he liked them I guess. While he was busy stuffing his nose in the flowers I was able to steal a couple glances at his outfit. Raphael was definitely more put together than I was. He had on tight khakis and I had on jeans. His shirt was pink and flowy and mine was just a simple white tee. Raphael's jewelry even put my lil silver chain to shame.
When Raphael stepped forward and shut the door behind him I looked at him confused. "You not gone go put them water?" He started shaking his head.
"I kinda wanna hold on to them." He said shyly and a light pink rose up on his cheeks. Oh, so he really likes them. I made a mental note of that. Raphael likes flowers and so much so that he held onto them until we got to our destination.
Raphael turned to me with a blank look and a raised eyebrow that just screamed, "Really?" I looked at him then to the big bright sign that read Dave & Buster's. "What?" I asked him.
"An arcade, Eric? Really?"
"The fuck wrong with this? They got bowling and shit, too."
"How am I gonna bowl with these?" He held his hand up. His claws were different than the last time I saw him. They were longer (that looks dangerous) and pink.
I sucked my teeth. This was deadass the best me and Dre came up. It seemed fun at the time, but now this nigga wanna be difficult.
I cut the car off anyway, "Let's just stay for a lil and if you hate it we can dip. That's cool?" On God, we was going inside regardless, I just wanted him feel like he had options. Even if I had to drag his lil ass inside.
He let out a noise that sounded like a mix of a groan and whine but still agreed. "Fine, but I'm taking the flowers."
I shook my head, 'Nah. You can take one flower." I wanna know how he think we gone play games if he clutching these flowers the whole time. I pulled one white tulip from the bunch and handed it back to him.
"You can take this one because it matches my shirt."
