Part 10

282 11 2
                                    

Walking around the town for awhile we finally find a clothes shop that Ethan finds interesting, it seems that he likes very soft looking clothes, like light colours and comfortable hoodies.

We walk into the shop and he dances through the corridors of clothes to the music that plays loudly on the speakers.
"What would you like on?" I ask him as he picks up a pastel pink hoodie
"What do you mean?" He asks as he puts the pink one back and looks around for something else
"Everyone else can hear the hat music they want to hear... also just think of what you want and it should appear in your hands" I say as I pick up a blue sleeveless top and hold it up to my chest, there was a little tiger in the corner with its paw in the air, cute.
"Dose this look good on me?" I ask him as he sits and thinks, I don't know if it's about the song or the clothes
"You would look nicer in yellow" he says grabbing a long sleeved jumper that had a thick neck that was a very dark mustard, it did look lovely.

I took the jumper and placed it neatly in the bag and watched as some clothes materialised in his hands, a mint hoodie that had soft black sleeves and hood, it would look so nice on him.
"Could you put on sick and empty by skillet please?" He asked shyly,
"Are you embarrassed about your taste in music?" I ask as the start of the song played
"N-no!" He said as he placed the hoodie against his chest and looked at me for advice.
"Lovely" I say and we both smiled as we carried on looking.

After some time we had both found everything we wanted and set off to get food, this was my chance to see what food he liked, maybe I could surprise him one day.
"Remember everything is free so you get whatever you like" I say to him passing him a basket to put his stuff in.
"Thank you!" He says yet he stays by my side, I'll keep an eye on what he puts in.
•digestives
•ready salted Pringles
•Jaffa cakes
•pancakes
•waffles
•apples
....apples? Maybe he just likes apples?

"Apples?" I say as he places them into his basket
"Ummm... ye" he says placing another packet in
"I like apples...and.... well I know it sounds silly-but.... I always gravitate towards apples... not physically, mentally I mean.... I have no idea why" He stutters out as he hid the basket behind his back
"There's no need to be shy about it, it's cool" I giggle
"Maybe it had something to do with your past....hey grab me a pack, we could make apple pie" I ask him
"Sounds lovely!"

♡︎My problem now♡︎ (Crankiplier)Where stories live. Discover now