RP with supermarketsam | BEER!

[texas33forever]

Follows THIS and THISTim's intentions had been honourable and to be fair, he did sit on the bed wedged beside Six and Sam for well over an hour but as soon as Six went out for the count, he started to get bored and restless. It started with a foot on the wheelchair, pushing it back and forth to try and entertain himself. Then his eyes tracked about

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[supermarketsam]

"I think J's the ass ink type. Ain't like he's gonna feel it, plus maybe he wants somethin' to look at in case he gets the urge to ever check out his own ass." Sam shrugged, still laughing softly. "If he wanted to fuck with ya, he woulda said somethin' way more extreme. Or talked about a Prince Alfred."

Sam's face turned serious as she tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ears. "He's still J, T. He's just lost inside himself because he's alone here."

[texas33forever]

"That's exactly what he did say. First he asked me how I didn't know he didn't have his dick pierced. Dude nearly gave me a heart attack, but then he pointed out that he wouldn't feel it. Which is, well, point. Then he told me about the ink but I couldn't tell if he was jokin'." Tim raised an eyebrow. "Can he even manage to check his own ass out?"

He looked down at the strange patterns on the kitchen lino. "J's been lost since the accident. He hasn't settled since it. The thing with the kid was the first time I thought that maybe he would stop for once, but now this. Shit's all hit the proverbial again and I dunno how else to help him, just like back then after the accident I didn't. So I avoided him and look what happened. I fucked him over."

[supermarketsam]

Sam winced in sympathy at the idea of anyone having their dick pierced. She couldn't see the sexy side in at all. "I don't know, but I'm sure if he really wanted to he'd find a way. He'd probably need a lot of mirrors. There's really only one way to be sure about the tattoo..."

Sam stepped up to Tim and slipped her arms around him in a hug. "I don't know what to do either, but we're here and we ain't avoidin' him. We're just gonna have to take it one fumbled step at a time and hope that at least takin' home to Dillon is gonna help."

[texas33forever]

Tim looked up at her and smiked. "What are you plannin'?"

"I still say we needa get him beer and get him drunk. He looks like he needs to get drunk on somethin' that isn't cheap fuckin' vodka," he insisted. He held his hand out. "Give me my keys. There must be stores close by. He won't even realise I've bailed on him."

[supermarketsam]

"Well, he is dead to the world and he can't feel anythin' below the waist. Ain't gonna hurt to have a little peek, is it?" Sam smiled, trying to look complete innocent despite her plan to take advantage of their pass out best friend.

"How can I be sure you're even gonna come back? You might get distracted by all the beer and decide to stay in the store overnight."

[texas33forever]

Tim looked at her, the smirk still set on his lips. "I dare ya to."

He snorted. "I wouldn't stay at the store. Can't promise I wouldn't bypass the pub J mentioned, though," he added, shrugging.

[supermarketsam]

"What do I get if I do it?" Sam matched his smirk, blue eyes sparkling with the idea of a challenge.

"Just don't get your dick caught in any sluts on the way." Sam reluctantly got the keys out of her back pocket and handed them to Tim.

[texas33forever]

"A lot of beer," Tim offered and pocketed his keys again. "I would fuck you, but it's almost guaranteed to have J jump down both our throats and piss us off back to Dillon... alone."

[supermarketsam]

"He's already convinced he ain't ever gonna be able to share a room with us because we'll be tryin' to fuck each other. I told him you'd just have to take care of yourself in the bathroom." Sam's lips curved into a devious smile. "How 'bout just a goodbye kiss?"

[texas33forever]

"Us sharin' a room?" Tim laughed and shook his head. "It wouldn't work. He goes all QB on your ass when things get too messy and shit. I would drive him insane and he would yell... a lot." He smirked again and leaned in to pull her into a deep snog.

[supermarketsam]

Sam didn't let on about her and J's plan if Tim got into college. Truth was, even if Jason came home now she had the feeling he'd come back East. Which meant she and Tim would probably follow. It just meant a bigger place. "Can't have messy, or yellin'. I need my beauty sleep." She returned the kiss as she raised up on tiptoes and made a contented noise in the back of her throat. Just as it ended she gave T a slap on the ass and grinned. "Go get your beer, Thirty-three. I think that kiss'll last me the time you're gone."