DESMONDS POV: "IM SO FANCCYY, YOU ALREADY KNOW" andrew sang offkey while flexing a black suit he had tried on which he looked absolutely sexy in. I clapped softly as i whistled. That song is so out of date but i can't stop his funk and besides i still listen to abba , who am i to judge. "It does look okay" he cocked his eyebrow before flashing a model pose. "you love it" he replied before ruffling back into the changing room.
I directed my focus back to the set of suits hanging on the racks in coloured order. Is it wrong that i would rather prefer something more.. uh whats a fancy british word ... physically appealing but quite unique to the naked eye.Hmm TEAL.
As a melanin man myself, teal does not sound that bad and also quite unique. I mean tell me the last time you've seen a man in a teal suit. Exactly.
Scanning the racks with elevated interest. I stumbled upon a quite glossy teal with matching pants and gold cufflings. I took it with the hanger off the rack and slumped it on my shoulder before heading to the changing room. Wait a hot minute. We need a white dress shirt . Rushed out and rushed back in. There.
......
"Desmond... be quick...."
"Alright stop whining"
I walked out of the changing room still fumbling with my cufflings to let them stay before i looked up.
"Uhh andrew you good?" I muttered watching him with his mouth agape.
Andrew muttered something i couldn't really undrestand but i think the went by the words "fuck me" . "Excuse me?" I questioned "huh". O...k...
" how is it?"
"It's aight" he did not just... he did
" there is no was a 27 year old man like you just said aight"
"Ight"
"Your so dumb" i muttered as i went back into the changing room recieving a whistle and inappropriate responses
"that ass is spontaneous baby boy" "lawd have murcy"
Im taking it.
"Hey dezzyboo" i cringed at the nickname
"Don't call me that ever again" i could feel him roll his eyes and flick his tongue.
"Im trying out another suit" he muttered. This boyman and his obsession with suits.
... "black or navy blue" he called out as i walked out of my changing room and took a seat on one of the whine sofas.
"Navy blue, you just wore black Drew"
"Knowing me, knowing you..there is nothing we can't doo" i hummed as i drummed my fingers on the couch.
"Please dezzy boo no more of those old bands and songs you listen to, you're making me feel young." Andrew rudely interrupted as he walked out.
Have you ever seen someone you just want to devour, like they're looking too good to not be on your dick. Yeah. Thats how i feel about this man in this suit right now.
The navy blue suit clung tight but not too tight around his muscles. He wore a white dress shirt under the suit, leaving the first two buttons unbuttoned. The pants fit almost like a glove. He literally looked like a greek god reincarnated on earth. There's no way this was the scrawny white kid i used to date in highschool.
"HELLO!, EARTH TO DESMOND" i snapped out of my transfixation to meet andrew looking at me nervously. "Is it ok?" He asked still nervous.
Is itok?, IS IT OK?. I want to take this man right here in this suit gala. But yknow a man must return what has been given to him.
"Its aight" i replied. He squinted his eyes before throwing me a hardened glare.
He started to walk towards me before taking a seat directly on my crotch. He then coughed in the most sarcastic way possible then pulled out his seductive deep voice
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FanficAndrew seems to be having problems, not normal scratch you're head problems, noo its different, the one person he doesnt want back in his life is back and andrew is trying his best not to fall for his scheme again, will he?
