you dont have to love me... you dont even have to like me... but you WILL respect me... hahaha...
CUS IM A BAWS!
aight kelis byeeee girrlll
They arrived at the strip mall at the main road, which was bustling with people hanging out, eating in the nice restaurants, and surprisingly, a lot of traffic. Sun and Guzma made their way around, squeezing their hands tightly together. Sun, leading the way, let himself into a clothing store, Guzma followed behind. Sun immediately pulled Guzma over to the men's section to browse through the recent style trends. He let go of Guzma's hand and dug around a bit, looking for something that catches his attention. He found himself looking at this white shirt that was a bit ripped up and had the word "DOPE" embroidered on the right chest side. Ironically enough, he knew it screamed Guzma. He found it in a large size and pushed it Guzma's way, telling him to hold onto it as he went to search for more.
After a long time within the store, Sun had nearly stocked on about 5 different outfits for both of them to try on. Guzma followed Sun to the dressing room and handed him his two outfits. Not too long after, Sun comes out with a purple shirt and white skinny jeans with purple shoes. His baseball cap was obviously purple and white and had pineapple logo on the side. Guzma came out with the dope shirt on with some saggy blue jeans and a pair of regular sunglasses situated on the top on his head. He was wearing white shoes along with it.
Sun's eyes traveled on Guzma's body. He thought "okay that looks stunning on him I have to get it."
Guzma looked over to Sun who was questionably staring at him.
"What's up little dude?"
"That looks absolutely perfect on you. I am GOOD!" Sun gloated as Guzma face-palmed himself.
Sun scooted him back into the dressing room to try on his other outfit. He went back into his own and put on another for himself.
He came out with a pink sweater, cargo shorts, white ankle socks and suede pink and white shoes. He brushed his hair back with his fingers to style it. Looking at himself in the mirror, he decided he liked it enough. Sooner, Guzma came out in a dri-fit athletic black shirt with a white stripe up each arm, white shorts and black with white striped adidas. (damn ya boy stylin) He had a hat to go with it, but decided against it because it wouldn't fit over his insanely fluffy hair.
Sun jumped in excitement. He trotted towards Guzma and pulled at his clothes.
"Everything just suits you so well!" He went on. He examined every angle of Guzma.
"You checkin' me out?" Guzma smirked.
"Well, yeah" Sun turned away, embarrassed. "You're wearing the clothes I picked out for you... and you look good!" He turned his head and stuck out his tongue.
Guzma chuckled and shook his head. "Yeah, sure. That's the ONLY reason."
Sun pouted and went back into the dressing room, tossing off the outfit he just had on. Guzma respectively did the same, putting his old clothes back on. He tugged his shirt over his head, grabbed the hangers, and left his spot. "Sun is taking awhile..." he thought to himself.
He leaned the door open to find Sun in a tight dress. Sun whipped around and slammed the door shut.
"Ah! Dude, what the fuck!" Sun laughed.
Guzma was surprised, but not against it.
"What are you doing?! Honestly, Sun, I never thought I would see the day..." Guzma laughed from behind the door.
Sun threw his clothes back on and left the room with his two outfits, leaving the dress for someone to put away. He knew it was rude, but he couldn't take his chances of being seen with it...
They got into checkout and Sun paid for the four outfits, which were nicely folded into a bag and then they were set to leave. They exited the store and looked around more. Guzma looked down at his wrist watch and his eyebrows raised.
"Hey, it's 5:30. Let's go eat somethin'" Guzma complained, as his stomach growled for just a second. Sun giggled and patted his boyfriend on the stomach.
"Okay. What're you in the mood for?" Sun asked for Guzma's opinion.
Guzma pet Sun's hair trying to think of something. "I dunno... some place that sells meat," Guzma answered. Sun giggled a bit, sort of expecting him to say that.
"Let's go..." Sun looked around. "There! They sell burgers and stuff. I want the luau burger... it's got pineapple on it..." Sun started salivating as Guzma smiled at him. He was glad this kid had as big of an appetite as him. They walked over to the friendly restaurant and was seated at a booth near the window. The waitress took down their orders and went back to grab their drinks. She came back with two waters and set them down onto the table.
Guzma sat across from Sun, who was looking through his phone. Guzma just took this free time to look at Sun and how beautiful he was. Sun didn't notice him staring until Guzma put his large hand in the middle of the table. Sun placed his skinny hand on top and cocked an eyebrow at Guzma.
"I love you," Guzma said out of nowhere. Sun tilted his head a bit.
"I love you, too," Sun said back to him, smiling.
Their food came to the table and Guzma jumped right in. He was taking huge bites out of his regular dressed burger while Sun used a knife to cut his tropical burger in fours because he knew he could never finish them, planning to either let Guzma finish it or take it home to give it to Brionne, who loved pineapple. He ate it a bit slower than Guzma, mainly because he was having trouble fitting the huge thing into his mouth. Guzma swallowed, more than halfway through his burger already. He looked at Sun trying to take a decent bite and chuckled. Sun puffed up, offended.
"Havin' fun there, babe?" Guzma remarked.
"Can it," all Sun could do was blush and turn away. Guzma went right back into his burger, finishing it after two bites. Sun was still on his second fourth, but he was just about done. He finish his last portion and boxed up the rest of his meal, including fries Guzma left, and left cash in the check. They both got up, waved off their waitress and left the restaurant. Guzma, rubbing his own stomach, burped inside his mouth.
"Ew, haha. That's gross," Sun giggled, hand over his mouth.
"Really? Then I'd love to know what you think about this," He faked a burp infront of Sun and Sun stepped away, laughing a bit too hard.
"Stop it! Oh my God, Guzma, that's disgusting!" Sun bent over laughing. Guzma had no idea why he thought that was funny, cause it was gross. But he couldn't help but laugh himself because Sun was going into hysterics.
Sun eventually caught his breath and stood up straight, still giggling a bit.
"I think someone's tired," Guzma stabbed at Sun side.
"I think someone's gonna wish they didn't say that very soon," Sun jabbed back and winked at Guzma, throwing a signal of "let's do something tonight."
Catching Sun's wink, he got really excited.
"Really? Like, forreal?" Guzma grabbed Sun by the shoulders and had big glittery eyes, like a dog begging. Sun chuckled and nodded.
"Yes, forreal. Let's start heading back, okay?" Sun started walking and Guzma closely followed behind, excited for his prize.
thats all folks. for this chapter... what is it w me waitin til chp4 to write the doing of nastiness.
thats just me. i guess
