"Hindsight Is 20/20"(White Oaks Mall)~(Jimmy Colt, Lyric Brass, Liam Ackland)

All underlined text is GERMAN

Lyric:

What a fool he'd been to agree to something as absurd as this. Granted, Victoria Secret would have been much worse, but still...

Intimate Wholesalers looked like an adult toy store from the outside, and the inside itself wasn't much better. Various mannequins were posed to display the clothing, each one in their own erotic yet provocative pose. Lyric found it had to be turned on by such a display that displayed everything but a face, or in some cases, a head. If anything, it crept him out.

Even so, there he stood sans his street clothes in the dressing room while Liam and Jimmy waited outside, camera phones ready he was sure. Liam was so dead...

"Fucking hell!" he cursed loudly. "Zippers are not designed to be that close to my junk!" He shrieked. "I just damn near clipped the tip!" Grumbling loudly and slamming things against the wall in frustrated anger, minutes passed before things finally fell silent.

"You guys had better fucking enjoy this..." He spat, finally stepping from behind the curtain and into full view, his tattoos fully visible.

Liam:

Intimate Wholesalers was always a place the three boys ended up going when they were bored and didn't have anything else to do. Liam and Jimmy would always find the most ridiculous outfit for Lyric to put on for their enjoyment, today wasn't any different. The worker behind the counter even knew them as regulars.

Liam walked around the store, looking at the 'new release' rack of DVDs, his stash was getting old. Not seeing anything he liked, he walked over to where Jimmy was picking out an outfit for Lyric. He snickered and nodded in agreement as Jimmy held up the lingerie.

He gave Lyric the 'do it now' stare like he usually did to get his way when Lyric whined and bitched about not wanting to wear it. Their relationship was so messed up, Jimmy was like the understanding mom while Liam was the stern father.

While waiting for Lyric to put his outfit on, Liam was looking through old embarrassing photos of Lyric on his phone. He held up a picture of Lyric in a leather zippered face mask with a gag ball and Jimmy standing behind him with a leather paddle, showing Jimmy, "that was a fun time." He shook his head with a chuckle.

"I need to learn German... I'm sure he's cursing us out right now..." he spoke in a monotonous tone as he continued to scroll through his picture album.

Jimmy:

Examining a fold out poster of Mr. July, Jimmy tilted his head and nodded, replying in the same bored voice."Yeah. We should. But its funnier when we don't know what he's saying. WHOA, look at that scaling." Whistling lowly, he pulled the magazine away from him, taking in the full view. Hearing the curtain, excited green eyes looked up and a squeal escaped him. Holding up his phone, he hit 'record movie file' and grinned, "WOO! Looking good, Lyr! Every inch of ya!" Laughing, he eyed the boy up and down, taking his time in doing so. "It really is a crime how smoking hot you are. I hope women all around the world APPRECIATE the sacrifice me and Liam make every day."

Lyric:

Lyric blushed deeply and ducked his head, hiding behind his long locks. As much as he played the part of the modest individual, Lyric rather enjoyed the mass attention he received from the twins. It was a high, the way they fawned over him; treating him like he was some kind of ethereal angel come to life.

A severe self esteem and ego boost.

Batting his eyes shyly, he peeked out from behind the ropes of hair and smirked before suddenly dropping the modest exterior and striking a sensuous pose. Those boys had better reward him with a massive shopping expedition after this.

Being the eye candy was never an easy task.

Slowly turning, he ran his long, manicured fingers down his sides until he gripped his hips, then bent over and grabbed the wall; looking behind him at the two with heavily lidded eyes as two clicked away at their phones..

"Will that do?" He asked, smirking fully before he spun back around and rested again the wall, his arms tight across his chest. "Have I earned my keep yet again Mr. and Mr. Hefner?"

Jimmy:

Luckily he bought that extra memory card, and it sure was coming in handy. He had enough pictures for a YEAR'S worth of spanking. Licking his lips, Jimmy grinned at his best friend. Lyric really was a good sport, even though Jimmy knew very well that the boy loved the attention. He'd never call him on it, though. That might put a damper on the fun.

Once the photo session was over, Jimmy flipped through the bevy of photos on his cell and chuckled, "I'd say so....For now." Flipping his phone closed, he pocketed it and stepped up to the cheeky boy. Tugging at the zipper on the bottoms, he toyed with it as he glanced up at his friend through soot-black lashes."This outfit is kinda growing on me. You should invest in leather and zippers."

Lyric:

"You know Jimmy, after all the times you've made me do this I must say... the look is kinda growing on me." Lyric smiled coyly, his arms snaking behind his lower back and clasping together; arching his groin even closer to Jim's wandering hand. His bulge brushed against the boy's fingers and he chuckled lowly before raising an eyebrow at his friend and slowly turning away to duck back into the safety of the dressing room.

God he loved fucking with his friend's head, only, as Lyric slid the curtain closed and cut himself off from their view, he couldn't help wondering how much of it was actual harmless teasing, and how much was actual flirtation.

Wait... Where the fuck did that though come from?

Lyric paused, the bottoms hanging halfway down his thighs as he gazed into the mirror at his nude reflection in confusion. Had he really just thought that? All this time, in his own confusing little way, had he really been flirting with Jimmy? Lyric swallowed hard, his adams apple bobbing harshly in the mirror as if nodding the answer to him.

"Shit.. no no no.." He did not have a crush on Jimmy! Fuck, they'd been friends for going on eleven years now!

And Lyric didn't even like boys! He should know, Jimmy had been trying to convert him for years.

Shaking the thought away as a random, rogue thought, he quickly donned the last outfit the twins had chosen and stepped back through the curtain.

"And this one?"

Jimmy:

Laughing at Lyric 's reply, Jimmy was thrown off guard by the boy's shift in position. Flushing slightly, he stared as the boy coyly retreated back behind the curtain. Rubbing the back of his head, he glanced over at Liam, wondering if he'd seen the reaction too or if it had all been in Jimmy's crazy imagination. Maybe the breakup with Patrick was doing things to his brain, unhinging his sanity.

Liam shrugged at him, probably assuming the same thing he had.

Shaking his head and writing off the entire thing as his desperate sex drive needing attention, Jimmy leaned against the wall besides the curtain. Looking up as Lyric came strolling back through, Jimmy coughed to cover up his shock and quickly snapped off a few pictures before he headed for the register." Ok, next stop--PacSun. I need new jeans now."

Liam chuckled and clapped his twin on the back, following behind."Soiled your pants, huh! Papa's proud, little Lyric."

Lyric:

Lyric giggled, covering his mouth to silence his delight at their reactions. As the boys began to walk toward the register, he called out, "Wait liebchen." and ducked quickly back into the dressing room. Moments later, the first outfit came flying through the curtain, first one piece then the other, landing at Jimmy's feet. Lyric's head poked out, his grin mischievous.

"Consider those my first purchase." He paused, sticking looking over his shoulder for a moment to fiddle with something, then threw the tag for his current garb to his friends as well. "And this. Tempo might like it."

Disappearing back behind the curtain, he leaned against the wall and shut his eyes, willing his quickening pulse to slow to a normal lull. Lyric had always been a flirt and no one had been spared sans his two closest friends.

Until now.

"Cool it down, my love. You're just lacking a proper snooze and sweets. Your mind isn't functioning right. It'll pass." His eyes fluttered open and he was once again greeted by his reflection. It stared back at him, judging him, criticizing him. What the fuck did Mr. Shiny reflection guy know? Nothing.

But as he stripped himself and returned to his own, comfortable clothing, he began to second guess himself.

"You guys ready?" Lyric slipped his dreads back into place beneath his beanie as he approached his friends at the counter. His hands slid to his waist, resting on his hips as he stopped by the candy display. He chose a pack of skittles and tossed it to the casher, who barely caught it. "Those too."

Jimmy:

Rather surprised when kinky lingerie came flying at his feet, Jimmy bent over to scoop up the items."You WANT them??" Figuring the boy was just being a shameless tease, he shrugged and dropped the pieces on the counter. Chuckling as a tag came whizzing out at them, too, he had Liam pick it up this time. Leaning against the counter as the cashier rung up their purchases, Jimmy smirked as Lyric strode out and added Skittles to the mix. "Hitting the sugar hard a bit early this morning, eh?"

Taking the bag, he led the way out of the store with a wry grin, unaware of the turmoil his friend's thoughts were in at the moment.

Jimmy:

Jimmy grinned at the response that was met when faced with the true horror that was--The Gap. He loved needling Lyric like this. Jimmy shopped at the name brand stores, only because they suited a managerial position. Otherwise he was all for boots and cargo pants with a thousand belts and buckles. Pulling a gift card for Sweet Shoppe Co., the biggest candy store in the mall, he fanned it front of Lyric's face." Whhhhhho's a good boy? Whhhhhho loves the Gap?"

Lyric:

Lyric's eyes narrowed dangerously, nearly shooting daggers at the shorter brunette before he reached out and angrily snatched the gift card from his dangling finger tips.

"You fucking planned this, didn't you?" He growled, shoving the card into his tight, back jeans pocket and crossing his arms tightly over his chest. "What do I have to do?" Damn fucking asshole, knowing his only fucking weakness. But to stoop so low as to use it for his own sick pleasures like this?

Was he really surprised at that?

...not really.

Lyric turned in a huff once more, standing between his two friends as he leered up at large, overly exaggerated sign. He detested this place and anyone who shopped here sans Jimmy. At least Jimmy had a legitimate excuse and only wore their pathetic attempts at fashion treads during working hours. Lyric tried his best to avoid his friend's place of employment at whatever costs to spare himself the disappointment of seeing him dressed up like a corporate America/college Frat house inhabitant wannabe.

"And, why are you so cruel to me? Really?" he glanced down at his friend and sighed, wondering why he would want to torment him so.

Jimmy:

Slinging his arm around the boy's shoulders, Jimmy chuckled while simultaneously offering sympathy. Sort of." Awwww, because! Who wouldn't want to see that sweet face all scrunched up with a scowl?" Poking Lyric's cheek, he grinned and kissed the boy's temple as he hauled the boy into the store.

"You're not a nice person, Jim," Liam remarked as he returned from purchasing a Cinnabon. He loved him some Cinnabon.

"Psh, as if that's some deep dark government secret." Jimmy replied and guided his grumpy friend over to a rack full of tight jeans. GIRLS tight jeans. Plucking a pair, he pressed them against Lyric's hips, pretending to mull it over."Hmmm...perhaps too loose."

Liam laughed as he licked cream from his fingers, "I agree. TOO too loose."

Jimmy nodded and went to choose another pair, "Its obscene how loose these pants are. What're they selling to? Hoodlums?" Cooing at Lyric, he smiled as he pinched his cheek."Well our baby's not a hoodlum! "

Lyric:

Lyric rolled his eyes and shrugged off Jimmy's arm while simultaneously taking a step back from the horrid jeans. "Don't let that shit touch my skin." he grimaced, wiping at his jeans hurriedly as if to remove some kind of hazardous material. "I work hard on my appearance thank you very much and I don't want that trash to bleed its chemicals into me. It could leave me barren and wrinkly and honestly," he sighed, meeting Jimmy's eyes again. "who would want to see that in leather and chains?" He motioned toward the bag hanging from Jimmy's wrist and raised an eyebrow.

"Which, by the way, I fully intend on wearing tonight simply because I can." He reached for the bag, careful to avoid the denim material dangling limply from the hanger in his friend's other hand.

"Can I help you find something?" Lyric looked to their tiny group's right to see a bleached blond, large chested, too tanned sales 'woman' looking at them with harsh skepticism. Lyric pulled on a matching tight lipped smile and snatched the hanger from Jimmy, holding it toward her between his thumb and index finger.

"Yes. Do you have something a little less trashy? Say, more Julia Roberts and less Tara Reed? I mean, I may be a street walker, but even I have more class than this shit you're peddling."

Jimmy:

Jimmy could barely fight back his boredom as Lyric went on his usual tirade. Wiggling a finger in his ear, he picked at a few rhinestones on the jeans, blinking as one popped off. Stuffing it in Liam's pocket, he whistled innocently. Glancing up as the sales lady came by, Jimmy coughed a bit at being assaulted by her perfume. Snorting at Lyric's sassy remark, he grinned boyishly at the offended woman. "Yeah. Hey, did you buy your outfit here?"

The woman folded her arms and nodded.

Jimmy smirked and took the hanger from Lyric, hanging them back up."Oh. Never mind then." Guiding his friend and brother back out of the store, he pressed a big sloppy kiss on Lyric's cheek."And THATS why I love dragging you in stores like that. You're just too fun to watch tear into the sales girls." Stealing a bite from Liam's roll, he sucked on his finger."To make up for it, you get to choose the stores from now on."

Lyric:

Lyric perked up immediately upon exiting the store, his already broad smile widening even more at Jimmy's chaste, albeit moist, kiss.

"Sweeeet!" He twittered, tapping the pads of his fingers together in a Dr. Evil like motion. "What to do where to go..." He trailed off, biting his lip as he looked around for a good idea. As much as he wanted to torture his best friend right back for subjecting him to such a heinous place, he knew all too well that he and Jimmy's tastes were so much alike that any place he chose, Jimmy would be inclined to enjoy anyhow.

Hot Topic? Too overdone? Spencer's? Too generic. So where to?

"How about... Ooo, Gadzooks! I haven't been there in forever! Maybe they got another shipment of those boots I've been wanting!" He swooned, spinning around and walking backwards in front of his friends. "I'll even let you pick me out some jewelry." he winked, smirking.

Jimmy:

Jimmy laughed and nodded, "Alright. Gadzooks sounds bearable enough, but if I get mauled by another group of tweens, I'm placing YOU personally responsible. " Trying to steal another bit of bun from his twin, he pouted at the boy smacked his hand away. A war broke out. Not because Jimmy particularly WANTED the cinnamon roll, but because Liam wasn't letting him have any. Whining, he ended up in a headlock, holding the box at arm's length as Liam tried to reach it. Yeah, poor Lyric.

Lyric:

"Oh, thanks!" Lyric laughed, snatching the box and running ahead a few feet before slowing his pace and lifting the lid. Though already half gone, it still oozed icing and smelled heavenly. He lifted the sticky bun from the clutches of its container and brought it to his lips, turning back around once again to smile at two duo as he helped himself to a rather large bite.

The icing strung from the bun to his lip and he licked the white substance away with ease before setting it back in the box and sucking on his fingers diligently. "Mmm, not bad." Liam and Jimmy made not a noise and Lyric looked at them curiously as they stared blankly at him.

"...what?"

Jimmy:

Staring, Jimmy groaned with pain and was thankfully released from Liam's elbow to lean against his shoulder."Oh geez...crap, now I REALLY need new jeans. " Waddling carefully away, he adjusted himself and grimaced. Scowling as he passed the oblivious boy, he snatched away the box and huffed."No more icing for you. EVER." As he made to walk past, he had a second thought, and stepped backwards. Grabbing Lyric's chin, he leaned in and flickered his tongue against the corner of the boy's mouth, licking up the morsel of sweetness.

Lyric:

"Oh geez...crap, now I REALLY need new jeans. No more icing for you. EVER."

Lyric's brow furrowed in confusion, his jaw dropping in surprise as Jimmy snatched the box from his hand and stalked away.

"...huh?" It wasn't until Jimmy doubled back and leaned in to him did his mind even begin to wrap around what was happening. Jimmy's tongue slid with a quickness against the corner of Lyric's mouth and on instinct, Lyric pressed his lips softly against the brunette's.

It was a case of miscommunication between Lyric's body and brain and his eyes quickly widened, embarrassed and surprised at his own actions.

"Shit..."

Liam:

Liam really hated going anywhere with those two. They were always so flirtatious with each other. It was rather sickening really, it was a wonder he was even able to keep down his Cinnabun. Too late, as he watched Jimmy practically eat Lyric's face. He rolled his eyes, "you two..." he waved his hand dismissively, "I'm going somewhere else..." He felt nauseous now, not to mention he didn't even get to really enjoy his cinnamon roll!

He turned on his heels starting to walk off in the opposite direction. Sometimes he wondered about Lyric and his sexuality, but lately it he had been questioning his friend's sexuality a lot. And then there was Jimmy... he just flirted... a lot. When those two were together it just made Liam feel rather uncomfortable and a third wheel, considering he wasn't used to being so overly flirtatious or even remotely flirtatious. He was just... Liam. He kept his feelings to himself and that was it.

He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked down the corridor, shuffling his feet as he listened to Lyric and Jimmy whine for him to go back to them.

Jimmy:

Shit indeed. Blinking in shock, Jimmy went rigid as those petal-soft lips stayed close enough he could feel Lyric's breath ghost over his mouth. Shivering, he pulled away and coughed to cover up his blush. Rubbing the back of his neck, which he realized was burning, he looked away." Um...uh...." Spotting Liam walk off in a huff, he shot Lyric a forced smile and smacked his arm." Way to go! Now we know what to do when we REALLY wanna annoy the hell out of him." His laugh was hollow, even he knew it, but so many strange things were going on inside of him he couldn't remember how to act like himself.

Trotting to catch up with his twin, Jimmy sought out the boy's hand, desperately needing that comfort and stability. Whether Liam wanted to give it was another matter...

Lyric:

'Way to go Lyric, score one for you...' He thought bitterly, grumbling as his actions quickly sunk in. Jimmy made a lame crack at a joke as Liam stomped off before chasing after him.

"Fuck..." He ran his hands over his face, trying to regain his composure before chasing after the duo to rectify his mistake.

Swallowing hard, he followed suit and quickly caught up to them, throwing his arm over Liam's shoulder and pulling him into an awkwardly positioned hug.

"Aw, whatsa matter, Lili? We gross you out?" He giggled and fluttered his eyes before making a kissy face at the older lad. "Oh come on." He rolled his eyes at the boy's stiff posture and nudged his hip with his own. "He caught me off guard. It was instinct. Didn't mean nothing."

'...did it?'

"You just jealous that you missed out on some Lyrical love?"

Liam:

Liam continued walking to the food court, he'd make some excuse up that he was hungry and didn't want to "interrupt" them, considering they'd been flirting with each other since the moment he woke up!

He gently took Jimmy's hand when he felt his brother's hand in his. He knew Jimmy and how he needed to be comforted in awkward situations, like this one now. Even the smallest of touches usually calmed Jimmy down. He glanced at Jimmy then back infront of him as he continued walking.

He groaned and stumbled sideways when Lyric bounded over to him, wrapping his arm around his shoulder. He looked at Lyric, rolling his eyes, "I'd rather not throw up my half a cinnabon I was able to eat before you two took it then started making out with each other over the icing. So sorry for interupting your sex-capades but I'm going to go to the food court without being nauseated by pda."

Jimmy:

During his brother's tirade, Jimmy kept a playful smile on his face, though his stomach ached in knots. What was Liam so upset about? It wasn't like they'd never teased eachother before. Lyric was a flirt and Jimmy was shameless, it was inevitable that it would all lead to a smooch here or there. Squeezing Liam's hand, he carefully hid the frown. "I'll buy you another one, ok? And a whole plate of Atomic wings from Wingstop. " Pouting cutely, he leaned in and kissed his brother's cheek. All the while, he tried to convince himself that he wasn't hurt by Lyric's words. It was instinct. Didn't mean nothing.

Lyric:

"There were no sex-capades." he laughed, glancing at Jimmy over Liam's shoulder as he too tried to speak some sense into the lad between them. "Hey, at least you weren't there the night we really got into it. Remember that night, Jay?" He beamed giddily, making things up as he went along.

"The whipped cream and the chocolate sauce. Oh! And the cherries! Those things sure do fit into some interesting areas..." He smirked, stepping in front of the two to halt Liam's progress toward the food court.

Smiles all gone, his face was stern and serious.

"Would you just knock it off, Liam? It's not like he bent me over the railing and popped my actual ass cherry." He scoffed, biting back a laugh. "It was a simple miscommunication between my mind and my lips. T'won't happen again." He vowed, raising three fingers then two... then one... "Wait, is it two or three for Boy scouts?"

Liam:

Liam sighed softly. He glanced at Jimmy, "don't worry about the food... it doesn't matter..." What did matter was, Liam knew he would never be that open with his sexuality or that he'd feel that comfortable to even be flirtacious with a guy or a girl. He was just not the emotional type.

He groaned when Lyric began to tease and comment about Jimmy and Lyric going at it back at the house, "Shut up! I don't want to hear about it or even if your joking!" He let go of Jimmy's hand and tried walking away but was stopped when Lyric walked in front of him. He sighed and shook his head, "fine whatever..."

Jimmy:

Having his hand let go of was the first sign Liam was serious about this. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, Jimmy bit his lip, unable to hide his discomfort. He was ridiculously dependent on his brother's opinion. So if Liam rejected the idea of maybe Jimmy and Lyric messing around, then it would never happen again. "Come on Li..."

Lyric:

Lyric allowed the duo to pass and followed slowly after, shoving his hands into his jeans pocket. So much for having any fun today. Was what he'd done really that bad? It wasn't like he grabbed the back of Jimmy's head and gave him a full on lip lock then and there. It wasn't as if it'd been planned and it certainly wasn't as if they're bolted Liam to the floor.

So why was Liam acting like such a douche?

He and Jimmy constantly flirted. Hell, all three of them did (not between the twins though. Ew?). So, why was today any different? Heck, he'd kissed Jimmy on the side of his mouth just before they'd left to come here.

So what the fuck was up Liam's ass?

Rather than whittle away at what few brains cells the poor boy had left, he decided to leave the role of therapist up to James and continued walking quietly behind the twins; his confidence, and his pride, hurt.

Liam:

Liam sighed softly and glanced from Jimmy to Lyric. He didn't really mean to blow up at them, he just, he didn't even know why he blew up. He just did. He stopped walking and looked between the two, "look... I didn't mean to throw a shit fit... I'm gonna just grab a book and go to the food court. I'm not really in the mood for shopping," he really never was. He only did it out of necessity but then again, at times the gay came out and he went fashion wild. It really depended on the mood he was in. Today, wasn't one of those days. "Go have fun, I'll meet up with ya later... okay?"

Jimmy:

Biting his lip, Jimmy nodded, knowing when to push Liam and when to give him his space. This was one of those 'space' instances. Rubbing the boy's arm, he stepped back and offered a small smile."Have fun. Think of me when you suck your Orange Julius." Smirking a bit, he leaned over to peck the boy's cheek before turning to Lyric."Come on, lets get you those boots." Jerking his head in the direction of Gadzooks, he continued walking.

Lyric:

Lyric stood frozen, looking back and forth between both friends; torn in both directions.

He really wanted those boots and really wanted to continue on as if nothing had happened. But obviously, Liam wasn't about to just let it go so easily.

At the same time, he wanted to hang back. Leaving Li around just didn't seem like an option. It didn't set well in his gut an it left him feeling like an ass.

Looking back forth between the two, he whined in frustration before finally just sitting down in the middle of the walkway, crossing his legs one under the other and resting his chin in his hand.

"Nuh uh. I'm not going anywhere, or doing anything, until we all get back on track. This is just way too weird." he let out an awkward laugh and shook his head. He wasn't budging.

Liam:

Liam watched as Jimmy pulled back, he could have sworn Jimmy would insist on going with him, he always did. He gave his brother a small glimpse of a side smile, "heh... yea.. you know how I love those things.." he shoved his hands in his pockets. He really didn't want to be alone, he never did. He hated being alone; being alone was just to lonely.

He knew he had really hurt his brother's feelings, something he hated doing because it not only hurt his brother, it hurt himself. "Aaw Jim... come on..." he sighed when he saw Jimmy walking away then when Lyric began having a hissy fit right in the middle of the corridor.

He ran his fingers through his hair with a groan, "how... how about we all grab a bite to eat at Champs... my treat... you can get the mini tacos Jimmy... and Lyric... you... you can get a hot chocolate fudge sundae... whatever you two want... we'll order..." He gave a nervous smile, he didn't like when there was ever an awkward moment between friends and he knew this was all his fault, "then we can go to Gadzooks and you two can try on all the shoes you want 'till your heart's content... yea... sound good?"

Jimmy:

Glancing behind him as Lyric had a toddler moment, Jimmy couldn't help but laugh. At Liam's nervous, albeit sweet, suggestion, he grinned and bounced back over. Hugging Liam's arm, he planted a happy kiss on the boy's cheek, nuzzling his stubble."Ohh Li-babe...you had me at tacos."

Lyric:

Lyric rolled his eyes, pushing himself up off the floor and folding his arms across his chest. He shook his head at the two, hip cocked to one side as he spoke.

"You two are you taco fetishes." he clicked his tongue and took a step forward. "Have I mentioned how odd it is for two gay men to have such an obsession with tacos? Yeesh, let the lesbians have something!" He chided, snickering as he walked passed in search of something good, Liam's treat, at the food court.

Liam:

Liam chuckled as Jimmy stopped cold in his tracks as he spoke the word 'ta' he didn't even get the entire word out, Jimmy already knew he was going to say 'tacos.' He looked at Jimmy, "happy...?" he laughed, knowing the answer already.

He looked at Lyric and rolled his head, "it's not me who's obsessed with tacos, I'm just inlove with mexicana in general." he licked his lips. He walked with Jimmy on his side and Lyric in front of him looking for a place to eat.

If Liam had to pay for them, he was choosing where they were going to eat! He let Lyric walk off, chuckling as he opened the door to Champs and let Jimmy walk in first. Lyric would find out, eventually, that the twins are missing.

Jimmy:

Sniggering, Jimmy hung on his brother's arm, liking his place there. He relished in the attention it got from gawking passersby. Laughing as Liam steered them into Champs, he whistled loudly to gain Lyric's attention, feeling bad for the boy."Aw Li, you're so mean to our ickle Lyrikins."

Lyric:

Lyric came trotting back sheepishly, his face flushed. "You dick." He threw at the eldest boy, wolloping the back of his head for good measure as he squeezed past. "See if I ever parade around in negligee for you two again."

He humphed past and tore to the front counter, snagging a mint from the bowl up front.

"So.. what's the best thing in here for an instant heart attack? Aside from the sallmonilla?"

Liam:

Liam rolled his eyes as he watched the two boys, sometimes he felt like the parent with his two wild, rambuncious, add children! He pushed Lyric out of the way so he could talk to the waitress, "table for 2 please... and a booster seat for the little one," he patted Lyric's head.

He chuckled and held his arms out in defense waiting for Lyric to smack him. He walked after the waitress, trying to nonchalantly check her out. She was cute, he'd admit it. He wasn't full fledge gay, he liked girls too. He knew if Jimmy caught him, he would be teased and taunted until Jimmy was blue in the face!

He sat down at the when they got to their table and took the menu, looking it over.

Jimmy:

Snickering, Jimmy wiggled his finger at Lyric,"See, he got you a booster seat. Cause you're young. See how that worked?" Smirking, knowing full well how obnoxious he was being, he scurried after his twin before Lyric could retaliate with violence.

The twins sure did test their fate frequently. Perhaps they just liked near-death thrills.

Clambering into the booth, Jimmy squeezed in annoyingly close to Liam, eyeing Lyric warily.

Lyric:

"If I didn't think you two would like it, I'd threaten to shove my boot up your ass." Lyric growled, plunging into the booth across from the twins in a huff. Lyric's fantastic, playful mood had all but disappeared. The realization of a possible crush on Jimmy, mixed with Liam's adamant adverseness to them being so close and his stomach growling in hunger left Lyric rather irritable.

But, rather than taking it on on his friends, he glowered at the waitress as she arrived at their table... booster seat in hand.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" He cried, popping up out of his seat. "Do I honestly look like a child to you?!" Lyric's glare was enough to turn their focused object to stone and the girl froze, her eyes growing wide at his sudden outburst.

Glancing around the restaurant, he saw everyone had turned to watch his outburst and he shook his head, snatching his satchel back over his shoulder.

"Screw this. I'm going home." And he stormed back out the door.

Liam:

Liam glared playfully at Jimmy when he squeezed Liam against the booth, "you crowded me in the womb, you don't need to do it now" he said jokingly as he pushed Jimmy over a bit.

His jaw nearly hit the floor when the waitress actually brought a booster seat! He wasn't serious!! But wow, the waitress was... dense! He instantly cracked up laughing until he saw Lyric's outburst, "dude... calm down," he said softly not wanting to draw more attention to him.

He sighed when Lyric was being over dramatic, "Lyric. sit down, you can't go home. Jimmy drove us. You'd have to walk." Of course, Liam was the voice of reason in the bunch!

Jimmy:

Though Liam was the voice of reason, Jimmy had the quicker responses and the nerve to act on them. Leaping out of his seat, he scrambled after the irate boy. Catching him outside the restaurant, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him to a stop."Hey! Hey stop!"

Frowning at the few onlookers, Jimmy directed Lyric off to the side where a few drinking fountains were tucked away," You know Liam was just kidding. Its not his fault that waitress was an idiot." Rather hesitant, what with the strange way Lyric was behaving lately, Jimmy shifted from foot to foot. Offering a nervous chuckle, he patted the boy's arm."Come on. Lets go back in and you can order ANYTHING you want. The most expensive thing on the menu! LIAM'S treat."

Lyric:
"I'm not Liam, Jay. Food isn't the be all end all answer when it comes to getting your way with me." He hissed, folding his arms and scowling. He leaned against the wall, knee bent and foot flat against it as he looked away. He couldn't be bought with food and treats. Well, not all the time.

"This day started out shitty, and with very few highlights, it's only getting worse and worse..." He sighed, his fierce stare softening as he finally looked back to Jimmy. Dropping his arms, he moved to say something but came up short.

"Look..." he tried again, his voice soft and withdrawn. "I'm just really stressed cause of my brothers and... Liam PMS isn't helping any. Can't I... can't we just go home? Shopping was a bad idea."

Jimmy:

Jimmy wasn't about to begin to understand Lyric's mood swings. One minute he was perfectly fine, the next he was storming out of restaurants. Sighing heavily at the utterly ruined day, he nodded."Yeah, fine. Let me go grab Liam then. Meet me at the car."

Heading back to the restaurant, Jimmy found his brother and explained what was going on and how Lyric wanted to go home."We'll pick something up after we drop him off, ok? " Sighing, he scratched his head."I never thought Lyric was so sensitive..."