Freshly moved from Florida, Nathan Bradley finds himself feeling lost at Storm Coast Academy. Despite the new environment of the school and the small Oregon town as well as his confusing but cute roommate, it won't take much time for him to feel at...
"I know right? Time flies..." Griffin says, his head resting on Nate's leg as he scrolls through his phone, which he quickly puts away. "I should get dressed soon." He sighs, his usual, shirtless self. Some things never change.
"By now I thought you'd learn to wear something." Nate teases.
"Oh, you like it like this." Griffin shakes his head, getting up and planting a kiss on Nate's forehead before heading straight for the closet. He pulls out a tank top, much to Nate's dismay.
"I know it's nice out, but you cannot wear that... you need to have good fashion for Ev's birthday." Nate shakes his head, following him to his dresser. "We talked about this."
"Fine..." Griffin concedes, pulling a regular tee out of his dresser. "Better?"
"It's not as good as my outfit, but yes." Nate laughs, showing off his white button-up that has embroidered flowers on it. It's his favorite shirt, since he made it himself.
"As I've heard time and time again." Griffin shakes his head, slipping on the shirt. "Good enough?"
Nate jumps back up, fixing Griffin's hair quickly. "There..." He says, lowering his hands as he meets his eyes.
"Thanks..." Griffin grins, pulling him in for a kiss yet again, which quickly turns into a long, drawn out moment between the two of them before Nate pulls away.
"As much as I want to continue, we can't be late." He says, grabbing Griffin's hand and pulling him out the door.
"Can't we be a little late?"
"No! Now come on, Evelyn is probably waiting!"
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"Lunch is on me!" Nate says to Evelyn, who's squeezed in the front seat of Griffin's truck right in-between the two of them, where the center console usually is. Since the truck doesn't have a backseat, the console flips up to become a third.
"First, we're going to the doctor." Evelyn corrects, "But after that, feel free to pay for lunch."
"Right, right..." Nate says slowly, frowning. Hospitals were not his favorite place, but Evelyn had asked the two of them to come with her to support her as she talks to her doctor about HRT.
As they pull in to the clinic, Griffin grins, "Well, here we are. Your newfound independence starts here."
Evelyn opens her mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. She's smiling, although looking a bit nervous, and she quickly heads in to get checked in. Nate and Griffin share a look before following her in.
"I'm not sure they'll let us in while she's with the doctor." Griffin says slowly before the two of them follow her inside of the clinic.
"We'll just have to try." Nate replies, meeting back up with Evelyn at the receptionist's desk. She's already finishing getting checked in.
