D.I.V.E. University.

Me Enamoré

"Is it even okay to walk around almost naked here?" Sergio asked as Gerard dragging him into a mall.

"It's not like you're the shy type." Gerard was still holding Sergio's hand, dragging him around the mall trying to remember where the clothing section was. Everyone was looking at them, cross that, Sergio, weirdly. Probably because the ridiculously conspicuous underwear. Alright, maybe they're looking at him too since Gerard was still soaked wet and the clothes were pressing his body leaving nothing to imagination.

They're walking passing a large mirror and Sergio smirked at his reflection, and Gerard's, and of those who were staring at him. "I'm very proud of my body, thank you."

Gerard would never admit it, but one of the reasons why he kept Sergio behind him while he's leading the way, was the fact that Sergio was distracting. If Sergio walked in front of him Gerard would probably be caught staring at those tattoos on his back.

They reached an elevator and it might be unlikely, but Gerard wouldn't risk Sergio got electrocuted for stepping onto the escalator with wet feet, so he swept Sergio off his feet and led him up the escalator. Now more eyes looking at them.

"Why are you carrying me like a sack?" Sergio wanted to say like a bride but decided against it at the last second. He didn't seem to mind being carried though, just put his arms Gerard's neck.

"Because you're wet." Damn that sounds wrong, and now Sergio's grinning at him.

"You keep me wet," Sergio tried to get some reaction from Gerard, but Gerard seemed unaffected, stubbornly looking ahead. Sergio pouted at his fail attempt. When they got to the upper floor Gerard didn't drop him right away, and Sergio was enjoying the free lift. "Hey," Sergio tugged his hand, pointing at one of the stores. "How about that one, seems like they have nice clothing."

Gerard looked at the stores and the clothing on display, not bad. "Alright," he brought Sergio inside.

Sergio had been trying dozens of clothes on the store, asking Gerard to check him out each time. Gerard felt like a pathetic husband accompanying his wife to shop. Even his clothes started to dry up. Sergio finally walked out of the fitting room for the Gerard-lost-count-what-number-this-was time. Gerard eyes lighted up though, this one was distinctively nice.

Sergio seemed to notice that, he straddled Gerard on the seat, whispered seductively, "I think I'll take this one if it got your reaction like that." He pulled off, "Why don't you take some for yourself?"

Gerard considered it. Even though his clothes had been drying, he would need some more later. He checked out the rows of clothes and took some pairs. Sergio chose some for him too. After trying out so many, Gerard finally came out of the fitting room in one of Sergio's choices, "This one looks bad on me."

That's not what Sergio's eyes told him. To Sergio the suit looks perfect on Gerard. He smiled and looked so satisfied with his choice, he walked towards Gerard, tugging the collar, humming, "You should wear white more often, it suits you."

"So which ones we're gonna take?" Gerard looked at the pile of clothes they had been trying.

"Why don't take them all?" Sergio started to put the clothes on the shopping bag.

Then Gerard remembered something. "The university doesn't cover fashion shopping, Sergio. How are we—"

Sergio shushed him, "Oh, please. You don't think we're gonna buy these, do you?"

Gerard noticed that as putting the clothes into the bag, Sergio had been pulling out the anti-theft tags. How on earth does he do that? When did he get the detacher? Sergio seemed to read his mind because he then said, "What? You don't pay attention to deception class and the art of stealing gracefully? I guess you only pay attention in politics and provocation class."