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[ooc; continued from here]
Psh, Raleigh doesn't mind being obvious that much.
"Hold me to what?" Raleigh smirks at Chuck, shirt hanging open as he stuffs his hands into his own pockets, leading Chuck inside to the elevators and winking at the front desk girl on the way over.
If Raleigh was gonna change his mind, Chuck'd know it by now. They wouldn't be getting in the elevator and Raleigh wouldn't be swiping his card and punching the 17 button, and he sure wouldn't be pushing Chuck against the wall and wedging a knee between his thighs, mouth settling on Chuck's neck.
Psh, Raleigh doesn't mind being obvious that much.
"Hold me to what?" Raleigh smirks at Chuck, shirt hanging open as he stuffs his hands into his own pockets, leading Chuck inside to the elevators and winking at the front desk girl on the way over.
If Raleigh was gonna change his mind, Chuck'd know it by now. They wouldn't be getting in the elevator and Raleigh wouldn't be swiping his card and punching the 17 button, and he sure wouldn't be pushing Chuck against the wall and wedging a knee between his thighs, mouth settling on Chuck's neck.
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His. His boyfriend.
"There's a new zombie one out. Dunno if that's your thing."
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But laced fingers is okay, Chuck's not pulling away.
"Whatever, I'm not going to be spending a lot of time watching the screen."
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"You could pretend you're not out with me just for that, you know." He nudges him a little and grins - he's mostly teasing.
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...okay he does.
"Well I'm not going to jump your bones at dinner," he snorts. "If you still wanna do that."
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Good. Cause Raleigh likes Chuck, for whatever reason.
"Was thinking about it." He casually squeezes Chuck's hand.
"Hungry?"
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"I could get a burger." He glances down at their clasped hands and squeezes back lightly. "Unless you wanna see the movie first."
Chuck smirks.
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"Cool."
He leads him over to the local burger place, because it's the best and Raleigh really likes their fries, okay.
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Of course, they have to let go of their hands to get their food. Sorry, Rals.
"So, why'd you ask me out?" He has to ask. Maybe not with his mouth full of burger, but. Teenagers.
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"Because I wanted to." He picks at his fries, and chomps one down. "Why?"
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"Are you sure it's not just because you want to fuck me again?" Not that he'd blame him.
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Raleigh is faaar from blameless.
"If I just wanted that, I would've taken you up on your earlier offer."
And not shouted to the heavens for you to go out with him.
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"Yeah, instead of shouting out to half the school that you wanted to date me." Chuck rolls his eyes, plays with his straw. Just--he's such a mess. Attractive and awesome, sure, but there hasn't been much interest beyond the occasional hook up.
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Raleigh grins, and picks up his coke and takes a sip.
"You were so bitchy about it, too."
He can't ask someone out because they have a pretty face and a snarky attitude? Sue him.
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...yeah all right.
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"They'll find out anyway," he points out before grabbing another french fry and nibbling on the end of it before popping the whole thing in his mouth.
"Not a secret."
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"I'm not going to be skipping down the hall with you," he points out. "This is date one. That party and...the classroom don't count."
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"The classroom totally counts," he protests. "You'd already said yes."
It counts. The party, okay. He can concede that...probably doesn't count.
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That was no date, that was fooling around and Chuck really had wanted some of that fooling around on the desk. Not a date.
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...He's gonna pout at Chuck now.
Seriously. Pout.
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What is even happening.
Can they go see the movie so Chuck can blow Raleigh.
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Pouting is happening.
Isn't it effective?
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"Seriously, what's happening."
but why is he pouting
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Sigh. Rats.
"You're no fun. You ready for the movie?"
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"Let's go."
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Well, you know. It's how he rolls.
"Maybe." He gathers his own shit and dumps it in the garbage, then follows Chuck out.
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