[For Josh] NC-17
Continued from here.
"Apparently." He smiled at Brian's back as he followed him into his room. He stopped in the doorway, his eyebrows raised. Damn. He noted the bed, a crooked smile spreading across his face. Man likes creature comforts. Not that it really surprised him.
His eyes scanned over to Brian as he stood there, suddenly feeling somewhat awkward. He slid his hands into the back pockets of his jeans, his black tee shirt stretched tightly over his chest.
Kneeling in front of the trunk, Brian rummaged around, pulling out a plastic bag with a couple dozen multicolored tablets in one corner. Holding it up to the light he let out a sigh. He was going to have to hit the books soon. But this was a worthy cause, at least. He kind of wished he hadn't given any to that German asshole. "E?" he offered, slamming the lid closed and rising to his feet, turning to face Josh as he plucked a few tabs out of the bag.
"Apparently." He smiled at Brian's back as he followed him into his room. He stopped in the doorway, his eyebrows raised. Damn. He noted the bed, a crooked smile spreading across his face. Man likes creature comforts. Not that it really surprised him.
His eyes scanned over to Brian as he stood there, suddenly feeling somewhat awkward. He slid his hands into the back pockets of his jeans, his black tee shirt stretched tightly over his chest.
Kneeling in front of the trunk, Brian rummaged around, pulling out a plastic bag with a couple dozen multicolored tablets in one corner. Holding it up to the light he let out a sigh. He was going to have to hit the books soon. But this was a worthy cause, at least. He kind of wished he hadn't given any to that German asshole. "E?" he offered, slamming the lid closed and rising to his feet, turning to face Josh as he plucked a few tabs out of the bag.