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So, their first date didn’t go exactly as planned. It ended with Teddy all but slamming his apartment door in Brock’s face and a hard reprimand over text message about what was right and what was wrong. Grown ass man can’t keep it in his pants-- Teddy was both flattered and frustrated. It was nice.. you know, knowing that a man of his attractiveness could even look twice at Teddy and find him attractive as well.
But it didn’t mean Brock could get away with anything he wanted just because he was charming and handsome.
Things had settled, of course. They were on their second date after all! The brunet smiles sheepishly at the darker male after taking a big bite of ice cream, free hand lifting to cover his mouth. Bite too big, bite too big! It’s entirely coincidental that Brock would speak up right at this moment. Blue eyes widen, and Teddy nearly groans-- of course he’d have something on his face.
How embarrassing.
And yet... he’s rendered pretty speechless when Brock swipes his spoon across his cheek. The cold makes him suck in a sharp breath, the back of his hand doing little more than smearing the vanilla treat across his flesh. A short groan that melts into a playful giggle, and he tilts his head with a pout. “Brock,” He could whine... or he could be cheeky in return.
“You gotta clean it up now. C’mon,” he leans across the table, careful not to get his dorky tie in the banana split between them. He tilts his head away, showing off his cheek and side eyeing him with a smart ass smirk.
@crossxbones
