[ it takes shiro a few minutes to get back to keith. why? because there is no line. shiro rounds out of the aisle and locks eyes with the cashier standing at the check-out, seemingly waiting for him. delighted at the prospect of getting home to keith that much faster, shiro is all smiles as he sets his three items down on the counter, already thumbing through his device to pull up his gembanking information. the buzz of one, two, three incoming texts is a distraction, one that is immensely difficult to resist. but – he doesn’t want to be one of those people, who fiddle with their phones and keep a worker waiting. so he swipes the notifs away and finishes accessing his account to get the scannable qr code.
he runs the scan right off the bat:
gembanking account: takashi shirogane ]
Mr. 51, right?
[ shiro blinks and looks up from his phone. ]
What?
[ the cashier – Jericho by his nametag – scans the lozenges, barely taking his eyes off shiro as he does so. ]
Emerald District. Apartment 51. The loud one.
[ … oh shit. ] Uh… [ the aloe vera is scanned next, the beep of the machine jogging shiro’s brain and leading him into a quick shake of his head, as well as a perplexed frown. ] I’m sorry… but who are you?
[ now that shiro is looking, he does have a faint sense of familiarity. he’s seen him before…? for some reason, shiro is thinking… mailboxes…?
– oh fuck. is this one of his neighbors? ]
Jericho. Guess I didn’t make an impression before. [ that easy grin doesn’t budge though; if anything, it becomes slyer for that final scan of the ball balm. he drops it in the bag and upon finalizing the checkout, then leans on the counter, arms folded and ass stuck out.
okay. this is… going somewhere. ]
If you give me a chance, I promise I’ll make a big impression that lasts and lasts…
[ yup. definitely went somewhere. predictably, shiro is unprepared for a show of blatant interest. so without further ado, a scandalized flush dusts shiro’s cheeks and reddens the worst at his ears, mouth working for one, two flops before managing a firm: ]
I have a boyfriend.
[ without skipping a beat: ] So? Sounded like you have enough stamina for two.
I –
[ and that gaze drops down to shiro’s crotch. ] Heard how huge your dic–
I have a boyfriend! [ again firm, but this time it’s an octave higher with a huffy, yet pinkened expression to match. shiro jams his finger onto the scan pad –
no subject
he runs the scan right off the bat:
gembanking
account: takashi shirogane ]
Mr. 51, right?
[ shiro blinks and looks up from his phone. ]
What?
[ the cashier – Jericho by his nametag – scans the lozenges, barely taking his eyes off shiro as he does so. ]
Emerald District. Apartment 51. The loud one.
[ … oh shit. ] Uh… [ the aloe vera is scanned next, the beep of the machine jogging shiro’s brain and leading him into a quick shake of his head, as well as a perplexed frown. ] I’m sorry… but who are you?
[ now that shiro is looking, he does have a faint sense of familiarity. he’s seen him before…? for some reason, shiro is thinking… mailboxes…?
– oh fuck. is this one of his neighbors? ]
Jericho. Guess I didn’t make an impression before. [ that easy grin doesn’t budge though; if anything, it becomes slyer for that final scan of the ball balm. he drops it in the bag and upon finalizing the checkout, then leans on the counter, arms folded and ass stuck out.
okay. this is… going somewhere. ]
If you give me a chance, I promise I’ll make a big impression that lasts and lasts…
[ yup. definitely went somewhere. predictably, shiro is unprepared for a show of blatant interest. so without further ado, a scandalized flush dusts shiro’s cheeks and reddens the worst at his ears, mouth working for one, two flops before managing a firm: ]
I have a boyfriend.
[ without skipping a beat: ] So? Sounded like you have enough stamina for two.
I –
[ and that gaze drops down to shiro’s crotch. ] Heard how huge your dic–
I have a boyfriend! [ again firm, but this time it’s an octave higher with a huffy, yet pinkened expression to match. shiro jams his finger onto the scan pad –
gembanking
account: takashi shirogane
> confirm 18.57 ❡ purchase
– and then grabs his bag of items, quickly leaving the cvs. ]