"How about this one, Curlies?" Brooklyn asked, showing off his third outfit to Sonny.
"It looks perfect on you, darling. Even better than the last one."
Brooklyn pouted, "You said the same thing on the last outfit."
Sonny chuckled, placing their foreheads together, "It's because it's the truth, babe."
The pair of them were sharing changing rooms---them and Jarper separating for a little bit to do some personal shopping.
They decided to buy some new clothes for their cruise travel tomorrow, Brooklyn suggesting the idea when they stumbled across a shopping centre.
They separated at the entrance, agreeing to one another to meet again at the food court.
Sonny was now critiquing Brooklyn's tenth outfit, the other commenting how it looked so adorable on him.
He was wearing a yellow floral shirt with various white palm trees printed all over it. His bottom was a brand new pair of black jeans that he highlighted would curve the shape of his ass.
Sonny remarked it was perfect as well, Brooklyn sighing in surrender, "You're just gonna say all of them are perfect, aren't you?"
Sonny scratched the back of his head, apologizing to Brooklyn, "It's just...honestly, all clothes look good on you, Brooky."
Brooklyn laughed, "You haven't seen me wear that ugly Christmas sweater my Grandma knitted for me when I turned 18. It was horrible."
"I'm pretty sure, you still look amazing."
"Stop, you flirt." Brooklyn whispered, kissing the other in the cramped changing room.
If they did something naughty in there, only the two of them will know---and the hanger that Sonny accidentally broke when he gripped too tightly on it.
They ended buying all the outfits Brooklyn tried, Sonny purchasing some oversized white shirts and ripped blue jeans for himself.
Brooklyn was not happy with his monochrome color choices, adding up a pair of brown leather boots and a blue beanie to compensate for Sonny's lack of varieties on his wardrobe.
When they all meet in the food court to eat, Brooklyn huffed in frustration, checking Jack's and Harper's shopping bags, "Seriously?"
"What?" Jack asked, munching at his ordered fries and burgers in curiosity.
Brooklyn glared at the other two, "Why are they all fucking black, you emo assholes!?"
Harper shrugged, not bothered by the other's outburst, "We're simple men."
Once they all finished eating, they decided to finally call it a day, planning to rest up in a close inn near the port so they would be able to board the ship early.
Before Harper hotwires a car, Jack halted him, showing off three red boxes as he gave a box to each one of them.
"I didn't nicked that so I hope you guys keep them."
Brooklyn opened his box, eyes widening at the silver ring which matched what the other two have. Jack raised his right hand, showing off his own matching accessory, smiling.
They went to a salon before going back to the inn they rented, Sonny, Harper and Jack trimming their hair shorter while Brooklyn dyed his hair blonde again. Jack dyed his hair with red streaks for disguise while Sonny went with a buzzcut haircut.
Brooklyn was kind of sad the other's curls were gone but it was a little sacrifice they should make to get the hell out of there with less suspicions. Sonny assured him his hair would grow back in no time, and he would be able to ruffle them again soon.
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CLOUD NINE // sarcklyn (OT4) ✔
Fanfic"Where are you guys heading anyways?" Sonny's mind also begun to wonder, even he has no idea where Harper and Jack were going. He somehow got caught up to their car adventure, not knowing what the pair's goal actually was---all he knows was the two...
