ford pov:
" come on, ill buy whatever clothes you want to wear." i say rustling bills hair as he looks between the sections of clothes, his eyes drifting to the womans section.
i brush his hair behind his tan slightly pointed ear. "im sure you will look good in anything." i say as he blushes.
i follow him around as he picks out clothes, holding every thing he gives a nod of approval. eventually we come back to the women's section as i see what caught his eyes.
a black dress with thin straps, a summer yellow long sleeved shirt sewn in. the collar of it modest, the sleeves puffing out before coming together at the wrists. the black of the dress has a layer of ruffle about a foot above the bottom of the dress, the waistline sinched in, so as to make the whole dress seem to poof out more than it actually does. golden sparkles dance up the bottom, fading out at the waist.
he hesitates leaning in to whisper to me. "are you sure ford?" he pauses and looks at the dress again. "even if its a dress?" i nod and his eyes light up. he rushes over and holds it up to himself and looks to me for approval. a blush spreading across my face i nod. he looks almost like a girl.
finally finished picking out clothes and shoes we head to checkout. the cashier rings us up and tries making small talk, not my strong suit. bill half standing behind me the whole time.
as i finish paying the cashier manages to get a better look at bill, he looks him over before he speaks again. "lucky man, your girlfriend is very beautiful." he says and bill puffs out his chest.
this wasnt the first time this has happened in the last few days. " im a man you fucking dolt!" he growls and the cashier instantly looks away mumbling apologies.
i snicker slightly and collect our bags. "come on, dont cause a scene." i say ushering bill out before he decides to fight anyone.
sitting in the passenger seat of my car his arms crossed his hair loosed from behind his ear, my sweater, too big for him, slides off one shoulder, showing a solid black shirt. a loose pair of my pants held up firmly with a belt.
i pull him close to me and kiss his nose making him more riled up. "because in my baggy clothes, you look like a woman who just raided her mans closet." i say and begin driving us home.
"i did raid my mans closet though... " he mumbles and watches out the window for the rest of the ride.
bill walks out from the bedroom to the living room and sits next to me on the couch. i look up from my newspaper and smile. he decided to wear the dress for me today, after several days of almost putting it on and changing his mind at the last minute.
"you look stunning my muse." i say. "be careful if you run around outside bare foot though, we got most of the glass from outside yesterday but i dont want you getting cut again." i say as bill looks at me wide eyed. "what?" i start to say as he jumps up and bites the side my neck hard.
"the fuck bill?!" i say dropping the newspaper. his teeth loosen their grip and i can feel him lick me. i hear his stomach growl quietly and i roll my eyes. he lets me go, his lips blood red, and he runs off to the kitchen to get breakfast, winking as he licks his lips clean.
i reach up to the new bite mark, my fingers come off clean. at lest he got the blood off my neck. a knock on the door grabs my attention.
i get up to answer the door, opening it i see my brother stanley.
ENTER THE TWIN BROTHER!
stanley pov:
"hey." i say as my brother opens the door. happy he wanted me to come, curious as to why he needed help.
"thank you for coming stanley, come in and rest for a few then we can get to work." he says motioning to dozens of window panes leaning on the side of his house.
as i walk in past him i see a bleeding mark on his neck in the very obvious shape of a bite. i snicker.
"not so quick to notice the bloody bite mark?" i question grinning ear to ear as ford reaches his hand up to cover it. he glares in the direction of a doorway as we head over to the couch.
as we catch up, a short blonde woman moves around in the room that ford glared at. "ford, level with me here im begging you. you and that in there." i gesture to the woman now looking in the fridge. "thats what bit you? more than once judging by the other marks covering your neck. the hell have you done with my twin brother?!"i exclaim as his face gets redder and redder.
"holy shit ford..." i mutter trying to imagine him having any game at all, but he was never a good at talking to people.
he shrugs. "one thing lead to another i guess. but this," he he gestures at his neck. " this is new, and a pain." he says raising his voice so the woman in the kitchen hears him.
by noon ford and i are taking a break from replacing the windows on his house, sitting in the shade of a tree.
ford clears his throat. "uh Stanley this isnt every thing i need help with, but you have to keep an open mind." he starts as the woman stands by the front door.
fords face falls into his hands as two cans of soda float over to us. "about that.." he says as the cans get within reach. he grabs them and hands me one.
"nice party trick!" i shout to the house and the woman nods eyeing my brother. ford slowly begins explaning to me that the woman wasnt a human until a few weeks ago. and because of that he needs help getting 'proper' documents in order.
he shrugs. "if you dont believe me now give it a few days, please stanley." he says and i give up.
"fine whatever you say." i mutter not believing a word he said.
"lets get back to work ford, its supposed to rain in a few days and i think you want to keep it outside." i says finishing my drink and standing.
bill pov:
i watch from the porch quietly as ford catches up with his brother.
they get up and i wiggle my finger at fords shirt, it tears as if snagged by the tree he was leaning on as he gets up. i sit at the edge of the porch watching as they work, ford eventually just removing his shirt after noticing the huge tear.
i stick my feet into the sun from the shade and grin. the sun was nice when one wasnt having to move around doing things in it.
fords hidden muscles very evident as they install the next window. i watch closely as they work waiting. as soon as ford goes to take a drink of his soda i get up and run over to him.
"i want you." i say quietly reaching up to pull him down to my height for a kiss.
he kisses me back gently for a moment, before breaking the kiss. his hands on my hips he looks me in the eyes. "if you help, and behave, and not try to start things like you are right now, maybe later." he whispers his face a slight shade of pink.
i sigh. " fine let me go get changed, im not letting my outfit snag on anything like your shirt did." i say as i head back inside. as i approach the door i hear stanley laugh. " i guess my big brother has game."
stanley pov:
several teasing comments at my brother later the blonde walks back outside. a black shirt and short dark blue shorts.
"alright, the muscle has arrived." she announces her voice much deeper than i expected.
a blue glow surrounds her fingers and everything becomes much lighter.
hours later as the sun is setting we finish with the last window, our progress much faster with fords girl helping make everything easy to lift and move.
"go shower stanley, we can make dinner while you do." ford says and i nod a layer of grime covering me.
fifteen minutes later im showered and dressed in different clothes as i hear what sounds suspiciously like someone moan softly. i round the corner and find the woman sitting in fords lap on the couch facing him, his hands on her ass.
the timer on the stove beeps. and ford goes to move the woman off his lap and he sees me shocked. "oh dont stop on my account, by all means." i say sarcastically as i go get the food out of the oven.
i smile as i see its pizza im pulling out of the oven while my brother and his woman compose themselves. a minute later, ford joins me in the kitchen and i shake my head. i see her lurking in the door behind ford and looking her over the dots finally connect upon seeing her shorts a bit tighter at the front. i look at ford closely.
"im hurt, you didnt correct me all day long." i say dramatically placing my hand over my chest as if i was really hurt. the blonde looks down having followed my gaze and glares up at me.
ford connects the dots of my thoughts. "yeah stanley, thats my boyfriend not girlfriend." he blushes as if its the first time hes said it aloud to anyone.
"its not my fault i thought he was a woman all day!" i say exasperated.