World class. [RP for doug_ramsey]

[john_movinon]

John's nervous.

He doesn't know why he's nervous -- this is Doug he is going to be seeing. The man he'd move heaven and earth and change everything for, just to be with. His babe

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[doug_ramsey]

Doug hadn't had Jean-Paul's panic over what to wear. He's simply opted for a slightly preppy shirt and slacks, and is sitting at the bar, perusing the very detailed menu of possible milkshake and sundae varieties.

As the bell on the door rings, he looks over, smiles, and jumps off his seat. "J! You found it!" Doug hug!

[john_movinon]

John hugs Doug back, burying his face into Doug's neck. "I found it," he replies. He doesn't let go, just squeezes Doug harder, and for long minutes. He doesn't care if they're standing in the middle of some diner.

Finally, he pulls back just enough, but one hand is still resting on the small of Doug's back. "So, milkshakes, huh?"

[doug_ramsey]

"Milkshakes!" Doug beams, and tugs out a stool for John. "I figured you probably needed a boost to your calcium and protein levels after this long. And, you know, your whipped cream and sprinkle levels too."

[john_movinon]

"Those were definitely lacking," John nods seriously. "Not so much with that at all."

He sits down on the stool, presses a kiss on Doug's cheek, and picks up the menu. Unsurprisingly, there's a huge list of milkshake flavours -- he orders a banana one.

"So," John says. "What've you been up to the last couple months."

Fuck, he's so out of the loop right now.