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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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"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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Now let's go see a movie and make out.
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Aw and he was gonna hold your hand again.
"Am I?"
He walks beside him, chin tipped up, thoughtful. Maybe he's weird. That's okay though -- makes him unique or something.
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"Yeah you're pretty much a weirdo." He knocks his elbow against Raleigh's.
"Zombies?"
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He grins - okay fine. He's weird.
"Yeah. Gotta love those apocalypse movies, right?"
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Raleigh got the burgers, so Chuck gets the tickets. "We don't need popcorn, do we?" They did just eat.
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He knows. Part of why he asked him out.
"Nah. I'm stuffed."
God no more food he will explode.
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Waaaay in the back.
Yes.
There.
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He follows him up, just shaking his head because oh Chuck.
"...Can you even see the screen way back here?"
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Not that they have to start now, he's just testing durability and spacial capacity of the seats,
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Dammit and Raleigh wanted to see zombies. Maybe he will rent it later.
His arms go around Chuck and he snorts, pulling him in close and nibbling a little at his neck.
"Gonna get us thrown out, you know."
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He tilts his head to the side. "Only if we're caught," he points out.
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