Log: ‘I'll be the godfather to your adopted Malaysian baby’
Who: Pietro quicksilverpie and Andrew Faninfanboy
Where: Randmly around London
When: Today
Why: Pietro is Andrew’s new pimp!buddy..sorta
Pietro sat at the cafe one leg crossed over the other as he sipped on his non fat late with chocolate shavings and glanced at his watch waiting.
"Hi," Andrew smiled as he wandered over, his hands in his pockets.
He grinned kicking the chair out, "Sit down, you look a little happier today."
"I feel a lot happier," Andrew smiled, sitting down.
"Feel like going out tonight? Oooh did someone call you? Is there a date involved?"
Andrew blushed, shaking his head. "No date."
"Someone called you though?" he asked smiling at the blush. "I see that."
"I have a...um...job?" he tried, blushing more.
"You're blushing over a job?" he asked confused...wait is there a cute boss? Secretary? Colleague... intern?"
"Um....boss," Andrew admitted quietly.
He grinned over the rim of his coffee cup as someone came over and took Andrew's order. "Hmmm boss, what's he like?"
Andrew smiled and shrugged. "Quiet, broody, bit solitary."
"Tall short, dark or fair?" he asked smiling
"Medium, kinda blondish," Andrew smiled softly. "He's nice."
"Nice? in a gives you a pay rise if you give him a cheeky wink kind of way?"
Andrew looked up. "No! No no, nothing like that."
"Then how nice? Being kind to puppies and old ladies?"
"No I dunno, just....something about him," Andrew smiled and shrugged.
"You really like him don't you?" he asked watching him.
Andrew blushed deeply. "...Kinda, yeah."
He smiled, "Is he single?"
"I...um...yeah, I....he lost someone," said Andrew
"Oh..." He replied with a wince, "How long ago?"
"A year, maybe less?" Andrew frowned
He frowned softly, "Hmmm tread carefully alright, if you like him try not to be a rebound guy or anything like that okay?"
Andrew nodded. "Okay, I promise."
He nodded, "Is he interested do you think?"
Andrew frowned a little. "....No, I don’t think so."
He blinked, "Why not?" he asked "You're a good looking boy."
Andrew shrugged. "I don't know," he mumbled, blushing.
He smiled, "Maybe you just need to make yourself a little more available, flirt with him a bit."
"Flirt?" squeaked Andrew
"Yeah flirt, swing your hips a bit, stroke his hand as he goes past, laugh at his jokes.
"Oh....oh I don't know," Andrew stammered
"Why not?" he asked as the hot drink arrived.
Andrew took it, smiling and nodding a thanks at the waitress, before shrugging. "I'm not good at that."
"Have you tried" he asked
".....Um...well, not really, no," admitted Andrew
"Why don't you try first?"
"I.....you think it would be pushy?" he whispered
"No, I don't think you'd be pushy."
"You...don't?" he whispered
"No not really, just do it, little things at first, make him notice you.
"Oh...um...ok," murmured Andrew, not sure how.
"You don't know how do you, you know you could just ask him out I guess and be direct."
Andrew ducked his head. "I....um, don't think that would work."
"Oh, you think he might need a bit of coaxing first well you could tell him he looks nice one day or get him something you think he'd like, find out what he likes to do outside work. Just try and cross that professional boundary type of thing."
"Oh...um...okay," said Andrew, giving a nervous nod.
He smiled, "What does he like to do?"
"I....um.....movies?"
Well I don't know really, I've never met him."
Andrew ducked his head. "I suppose I can find out."
"That's the spirit, what're you doing in this new job anyway?"
"Um...it's secret," Andrew decided on.
"You can't even tell me?"
Andrew frowned. "I think I'd be in trouble if I did."
"Oh alright, well what's your job title then?"
"Assistant in..um..plans"
He smiled, "Sounds interesting, do you like it?"
"Yeah!" Andrew grinned. "I love it."
He smiled amused, "Not just for the cute boss?"
"No...not just for that," Andrew blushed.
"Really?" he asked with a knowing grin "Why are you blushing then loverboy?"
Andrew blushed deeper, ducking his head. "Shhh,."
"What? I think it's cute, you're sure he's a nice guy?"
"Yeah, definitely a nice guy," Andrew nodded
He smiled, "Alright, then just be brave and go for it, you can't lose anything by trying."
"I guess," murmured Andrew
He smiled, "Do you think he could be a hopeful or a one night thing?"
"I....I'd like it to be more," murmured Andrew
He smiled excited, "Oh it sounds like so good. You'd better keep me updated on every detail."
Andrew smiled softly, sipping his drink. "I will, I promise."
He smiled beaming at him, "It sounds so romantic." he murmured happily.
"You think?" he whispered.
He nodded, "Yes, I am so incredibly jealous right now." he chuckled
"Really?" Andrew blinked, surprised.
He nodded, "That first feeling when you meet someone and they just make you feel great by smiling at you, of having someone like you more than anyone else...I want to feel that properly one day."
"I'm sure you will," Andrew offered softly.
He smiled and shrugged sadly. "Maybe." He replied "But that's not important you are, tell you what, wear something nice tomorrow."
"Something nice?" asked Andrew, a bit clueless
"Yeah you know, something that brings out your eyes. You do have nice clothes?"
"I....guess so?" he tried
"He sighed, "You don't do you?"
"....Probably not....no," murmured Andrew
"Come on we're going shopping."
"Oh...um.....are we?" blinked Andrew
He nodded setting his cup down as he walked to the door, "Come on."
Andrew blinked, before standing, following him, a little unsure.
He smiled wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "Come on."
Andrew blushed, then nodded, walking with him. "Thank you."
"You're welcome" He grinned looking around and grabbing him disappearing and reappearing in London's more expensive district.
Andrew squeaked, then blinked. "I wish you'd warn me before you do that."
"He grinned, "Where’s the fun in that?" he asked
"Har har," Andrew rolled his eyes
He grinned walking into a shop.
Andrew chuckled, smiling as he walked in, looking completely out of place.
He looked around, "A nice blue one will do won't it, Oh! and a decent pair of jeans."
"Okay," Andrew nodded, nervous, trusting Pietro's judgement
He smiled, "He won't be able to take his eyes off for you." He murmured as he found a few.
"Oh...you..you think?" he breathed
He smiled and nodded, "Would you like that?"
Andrew blushed bright, ducking his head and nodding.
He smiled amused handing him a few, "Go and change."
Andrew blinked, then nodded eagerly, vanishing into the changing rooms.
He smiled winking at the man behind the counter as he waited.
After a few moments, Andrew came sheepishly out, tugging a little at his new outfit.
HE pulled a face, "Ok not that one you look like a rent boy, do one of the others that you feel more comfortable in.
"Um...kay," Andrew went back inside, returning a few minutes later in a different outfit.
He smiled, "I like that one, do you?”
"Yeah....I do," he murmured with a soft smile.
He smiled, "We’ll get this and those jeans." he pointed out.
"Okay," Andrew smiled, nodding and trusting him.
He grinned, "Go get changed and we'll get them.
Andrew grinned nervously, getting changed again, carrying his new clothes out of the changing room. "I....thank you, Pietro."
He grinned, "It's alright, I want to hear all the juicy gossip."
"I promise you'll get it," smiled Andrew
The taller blond smiled paying for the clothes before handing him the bag, "Alright, now find out his interests, try and talk to him about them, see if you can find common ground."
Andrew nodded, smiling. "Okay, I'll try."
"You'll be fine, just be brave and go for it."
"I hope so," he murmured softly.
He smiled, "Why doubt it?" he asked with a smile
"Because I'm clumsy and not at all good at this," mumbled Andrew
"You'll be fine." he promised
"I hope so," he murmured
He grinned ruffling his hair, "You're gorgeous. He won't be able to deny you."
Andrew blushed deeper. "Nah, I'm just....normal."
He grinned, "Now that's where you're going wrong, you can't go to someone thinking you're ordinary."
"But I am ordinary," Andrew blinked at him. "In fact, I define ordinary. Look ordinary up in a dictionary and you'll see me."
He chuckled, "No, look you're cute, you have a nice smile, you're not dumb. He could do a lot worse."
Andrew ducked his head as they walked. "Thanks."
He grinned, "There we go." He replied with a grin, "When are you seeing him again?" he asked
"Tonight," said Andrew. "We have a... job."
"A job...He's not a pimp is he?"
"NO!", Andrew laughed. "No, definitely not a pimp."
"Alright, well he'd better pay you over time for working nights."
"I'm sure he will," Andrew smiled.
He nodded, "Alright," He murmured looking at his watch. "I'd better head off, before my boss gets ansty."
"Alright," Andrew chuckled. "He might throw a hissy fit if you're late."
He'll throw it anyway." he muttered rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, he seems the type," teased Andrew
He chuckled, "I'm sure one day he'll break a nail and it'll be the end of the world."
"Oh and no doubt we'll all hear about it."
"Course, drama queen." he chuckled nudging him.
"Lucky us," smirked Andrew
He laughed softly, "What about yours?"
"Mine?"
"Your boss, drama queen?"
"Oh...no. Not really," said Andrew
"Ah straight acting?"
"Straight acting?" he asked
"You know, doesn't come across as camp."
"Oh," Andrew considered. "That describes him, yeah."
He nodded, "Just curious, cos you know you're not exactly butch."
"Oh, thanks," said Andrew, rolling his eyes
That's not necessarily a bad thing," he replied with a smile.
"I should hope not"
He chuckled, "You'll be fine, it'll be cute and I'll be the godfather to your adopted Malaysian baby."
Andrew looked at him for a full minute, before laughing. "Yeaaah, if that ever happens, I'll be sure to give you the honours"
He laughed, "Come on, I've gotta head back, are you alright getting home?"
"Yeah, I'm fine thanks," Andrew smiled, watching him
He grinned, "Go for it." he replied with a wink, "and call me."
"I will, I promise," Andrew waved. "Good luck with your boss."
He rolled his eyes with a laugh, before disappearing suddenly.
Andrew watched him vanish, before smiling heading off.
Where: Randmly around London
When: Today
Why: Pietro is Andrew’s new pimp!buddy..sorta
Pietro sat at the cafe one leg crossed over the other as he sipped on his non fat late with chocolate shavings and glanced at his watch waiting.
"Hi," Andrew smiled as he wandered over, his hands in his pockets.
He grinned kicking the chair out, "Sit down, you look a little happier today."
"I feel a lot happier," Andrew smiled, sitting down.
"Feel like going out tonight? Oooh did someone call you? Is there a date involved?"
Andrew blushed, shaking his head. "No date."
"Someone called you though?" he asked smiling at the blush. "I see that."
"I have a...um...job?" he tried, blushing more.
"You're blushing over a job?" he asked confused...wait is there a cute boss? Secretary? Colleague... intern?"
"Um....boss," Andrew admitted quietly.
He grinned over the rim of his coffee cup as someone came over and took Andrew's order. "Hmmm boss, what's he like?"
Andrew smiled and shrugged. "Quiet, broody, bit solitary."
"Tall short, dark or fair?" he asked smiling
"Medium, kinda blondish," Andrew smiled softly. "He's nice."
"Nice? in a gives you a pay rise if you give him a cheeky wink kind of way?"
Andrew looked up. "No! No no, nothing like that."
"Then how nice? Being kind to puppies and old ladies?"
"No I dunno, just....something about him," Andrew smiled and shrugged.
"You really like him don't you?" he asked watching him.
Andrew blushed deeply. "...Kinda, yeah."
He smiled, "Is he single?"
"I...um...yeah, I....he lost someone," said Andrew
"Oh..." He replied with a wince, "How long ago?"
"A year, maybe less?" Andrew frowned
He frowned softly, "Hmmm tread carefully alright, if you like him try not to be a rebound guy or anything like that okay?"
Andrew nodded. "Okay, I promise."
He nodded, "Is he interested do you think?"
Andrew frowned a little. "....No, I don’t think so."
He blinked, "Why not?" he asked "You're a good looking boy."
Andrew shrugged. "I don't know," he mumbled, blushing.
He smiled, "Maybe you just need to make yourself a little more available, flirt with him a bit."
"Flirt?" squeaked Andrew
"Yeah flirt, swing your hips a bit, stroke his hand as he goes past, laugh at his jokes.
"Oh....oh I don't know," Andrew stammered
"Why not?" he asked as the hot drink arrived.
Andrew took it, smiling and nodding a thanks at the waitress, before shrugging. "I'm not good at that."
"Have you tried" he asked
".....Um...well, not really, no," admitted Andrew
"Why don't you try first?"
"I.....you think it would be pushy?" he whispered
"No, I don't think you'd be pushy."
"You...don't?" he whispered
"No not really, just do it, little things at first, make him notice you.
"Oh...um...ok," murmured Andrew, not sure how.
"You don't know how do you, you know you could just ask him out I guess and be direct."
Andrew ducked his head. "I....um, don't think that would work."
"Oh, you think he might need a bit of coaxing first well you could tell him he looks nice one day or get him something you think he'd like, find out what he likes to do outside work. Just try and cross that professional boundary type of thing."
"Oh...um...okay," said Andrew, giving a nervous nod.
He smiled, "What does he like to do?"
"I....um.....movies?"
Well I don't know really, I've never met him."
Andrew ducked his head. "I suppose I can find out."
"That's the spirit, what're you doing in this new job anyway?"
"Um...it's secret," Andrew decided on.
"You can't even tell me?"
Andrew frowned. "I think I'd be in trouble if I did."
"Oh alright, well what's your job title then?"
"Assistant in..um..plans"
He smiled, "Sounds interesting, do you like it?"
"Yeah!" Andrew grinned. "I love it."
He smiled amused, "Not just for the cute boss?"
"No...not just for that," Andrew blushed.
"Really?" he asked with a knowing grin "Why are you blushing then loverboy?"
Andrew blushed deeper, ducking his head. "Shhh,."
"What? I think it's cute, you're sure he's a nice guy?"
"Yeah, definitely a nice guy," Andrew nodded
He smiled, "Alright, then just be brave and go for it, you can't lose anything by trying."
"I guess," murmured Andrew
He smiled, "Do you think he could be a hopeful or a one night thing?"
"I....I'd like it to be more," murmured Andrew
He smiled excited, "Oh it sounds like so good. You'd better keep me updated on every detail."
Andrew smiled softly, sipping his drink. "I will, I promise."
He smiled beaming at him, "It sounds so romantic." he murmured happily.
"You think?" he whispered.
He nodded, "Yes, I am so incredibly jealous right now." he chuckled
"Really?" Andrew blinked, surprised.
He nodded, "That first feeling when you meet someone and they just make you feel great by smiling at you, of having someone like you more than anyone else...I want to feel that properly one day."
"I'm sure you will," Andrew offered softly.
He smiled and shrugged sadly. "Maybe." He replied "But that's not important you are, tell you what, wear something nice tomorrow."
"Something nice?" asked Andrew, a bit clueless
"Yeah you know, something that brings out your eyes. You do have nice clothes?"
"I....guess so?" he tried
"He sighed, "You don't do you?"
"....Probably not....no," murmured Andrew
"Come on we're going shopping."
"Oh...um.....are we?" blinked Andrew
He nodded setting his cup down as he walked to the door, "Come on."
Andrew blinked, before standing, following him, a little unsure.
He smiled wrapping an arm around his shoulders, "Come on."
Andrew blushed, then nodded, walking with him. "Thank you."
"You're welcome" He grinned looking around and grabbing him disappearing and reappearing in London's more expensive district.
Andrew squeaked, then blinked. "I wish you'd warn me before you do that."
"He grinned, "Where’s the fun in that?" he asked
"Har har," Andrew rolled his eyes
He grinned walking into a shop.
Andrew chuckled, smiling as he walked in, looking completely out of place.
He looked around, "A nice blue one will do won't it, Oh! and a decent pair of jeans."
"Okay," Andrew nodded, nervous, trusting Pietro's judgement
He smiled, "He won't be able to take his eyes off for you." He murmured as he found a few.
"Oh...you..you think?" he breathed
He smiled and nodded, "Would you like that?"
Andrew blushed bright, ducking his head and nodding.
He smiled amused handing him a few, "Go and change."
Andrew blinked, then nodded eagerly, vanishing into the changing rooms.
He smiled winking at the man behind the counter as he waited.
After a few moments, Andrew came sheepishly out, tugging a little at his new outfit.
HE pulled a face, "Ok not that one you look like a rent boy, do one of the others that you feel more comfortable in.
"Um...kay," Andrew went back inside, returning a few minutes later in a different outfit.
He smiled, "I like that one, do you?”
"Yeah....I do," he murmured with a soft smile.
He smiled, "We’ll get this and those jeans." he pointed out.
"Okay," Andrew smiled, nodding and trusting him.
He grinned, "Go get changed and we'll get them.
Andrew grinned nervously, getting changed again, carrying his new clothes out of the changing room. "I....thank you, Pietro."
He grinned, "It's alright, I want to hear all the juicy gossip."
"I promise you'll get it," smiled Andrew
The taller blond smiled paying for the clothes before handing him the bag, "Alright, now find out his interests, try and talk to him about them, see if you can find common ground."
Andrew nodded, smiling. "Okay, I'll try."
"You'll be fine, just be brave and go for it."
"I hope so," he murmured softly.
He smiled, "Why doubt it?" he asked with a smile
"Because I'm clumsy and not at all good at this," mumbled Andrew
"You'll be fine." he promised
"I hope so," he murmured
He grinned ruffling his hair, "You're gorgeous. He won't be able to deny you."
Andrew blushed deeper. "Nah, I'm just....normal."
He grinned, "Now that's where you're going wrong, you can't go to someone thinking you're ordinary."
"But I am ordinary," Andrew blinked at him. "In fact, I define ordinary. Look ordinary up in a dictionary and you'll see me."
He chuckled, "No, look you're cute, you have a nice smile, you're not dumb. He could do a lot worse."
Andrew ducked his head as they walked. "Thanks."
He grinned, "There we go." He replied with a grin, "When are you seeing him again?" he asked
"Tonight," said Andrew. "We have a... job."
"A job...He's not a pimp is he?"
"NO!", Andrew laughed. "No, definitely not a pimp."
"Alright, well he'd better pay you over time for working nights."
"I'm sure he will," Andrew smiled.
He nodded, "Alright," He murmured looking at his watch. "I'd better head off, before my boss gets ansty."
"Alright," Andrew chuckled. "He might throw a hissy fit if you're late."
He'll throw it anyway." he muttered rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, he seems the type," teased Andrew
He chuckled, "I'm sure one day he'll break a nail and it'll be the end of the world."
"Oh and no doubt we'll all hear about it."
"Course, drama queen." he chuckled nudging him.
"Lucky us," smirked Andrew
He laughed softly, "What about yours?"
"Mine?"
"Your boss, drama queen?"
"Oh...no. Not really," said Andrew
"Ah straight acting?"
"Straight acting?" he asked
"You know, doesn't come across as camp."
"Oh," Andrew considered. "That describes him, yeah."
He nodded, "Just curious, cos you know you're not exactly butch."
"Oh, thanks," said Andrew, rolling his eyes
That's not necessarily a bad thing," he replied with a smile.
"I should hope not"
He chuckled, "You'll be fine, it'll be cute and I'll be the godfather to your adopted Malaysian baby."
Andrew looked at him for a full minute, before laughing. "Yeaaah, if that ever happens, I'll be sure to give you the honours"
He laughed, "Come on, I've gotta head back, are you alright getting home?"
"Yeah, I'm fine thanks," Andrew smiled, watching him
He grinned, "Go for it." he replied with a wink, "and call me."
"I will, I promise," Andrew waved. "Good luck with your boss."
He rolled his eyes with a laugh, before disappearing suddenly.
Andrew watched him vanish, before smiling heading off.