Something to get used, to savor, this new body.
Wash it squeaky, shiny clean.
Of all the hidden tats, Derrick liked the snowflake on the ankle the most.
He danced giddy in front of the mirror, brick red and navy striped towel tumbling down beneath his fingertip grip.
Smiled, laughed, shouted and whirled in circles.
This body was going to reward him in ways he'd deserved for years.
Start by having his Perfect Husband.
Go from there.
Collect much more than paper money in a silly board game.
'Leo, which piece do you want to be?'
'No pandas?'
'Not this time.' Roman patted his lover reassuringly. 'you'll make a great thimble though.'
Leo's face glowed like the sunrise and Seth snorted, grouchy, beside them.
'Love is a waste of time.'
'Maybe for YOU,yeah, but it's your loss if you don't give it a shot.'
'I'd rather shoot it, stab it, beat it to death.' Seth snarled at Roman. 'Where the hell IS that banana bread nerd?!'
romes glanced at Leo, gave him a gentle smile. 'Keeping Joey company.'
'joey?! That bald dork who can't keep a husband?! He's as much a loser as Dean is. They're fitting for each other.'
'You never know...might be. A man can get lonely by himself, who knows?'
'Better still, who cares?' Seth counted out the fake bills, cursing the entire time.
'We are a fruit short.' Leo noted.
'Shut UP, you hyena freak!' Seth fell over the board, swiping at Leo, teeth showing, as Roman moved in front of his boyfriend, a wall to hide behind.
'Lay off Leo, he's no harm to you. But if you touch him, YOU'LL be harmed.'
'why don't...why don't all four of you leave?! Run away, leave this damn excuse for a 'Family', I don't need any of you.'
A big kick sent the game flying, tiny trinket pieces scateered, money like falling leaves littered the floor.
'He is upset his hair is two colors?' Leo asked, balancing the car token on his palm.
'No, he's mad 'cause he's feeling emotions besides anger and hate.'
'He is starting to like and to care.'
'Yeah and that scares him.'
