I did not get enough sleep this year.
Just a compilation of oneshots with [M.Name] doing and witnessing stupid shit, making friends, and probably finding love interests.
Enjoy.
SHOPPING WASN'T NECESSARILY one of [M.Name]'s ways to de-stress himself, but since Charles had suggested it to him, he really didn't have much choice but to nod along and let himself be dragged wherever the older wanted, it wasn't really that bad but being indecisive really does affect some things.
[M.Name] has been comparing two nearly identical sweaters to each other, the only difference between them was that one had a heart at the front and the other had a cat paw. He's been doing this for the past ten minutes, rendering the older to get quite impatient and finding himself wandering over to the women's section of the store. Charles was much different than the younger, if he saw something that he deemed fitting for the boy, he'll get it without hesitation.
Even after several minutes of adding random clothes onto the list of things he'll be buying for the boy, he still wasn't done comparing the clothes he had in his hand. This time, [M.Name] was trying to weigh whether he wanted a light blue hoodie more or if he liked the dark green jacket better, it seems he's far too deep in his own world for Charles to distract him.
As Charles looked through the many, many rows of dresses and skirts, he found a beautiful floral skirt that would more or less fit the younger, and it would definitely match with the sweaters he was holding earlier. Before he could even grab the item himself, another hand had beaten him to it, followed by a rather high-pitched voice and a tight smile.
"Hello, sir! Are you looking for skirts for your daughter? If so, we have a wider selection in the next aisle, would you like to see them for yourself?"
Charles couldn't help but purse his lips to a thin line, if there was anything he disliked the most about nosy employees, it's the fact that they love it when they interrupt his perfectly peaceful atmosphere while shopping.
"It's not for my daughter." He replied coolly, moving past her and towards the opposite direction of the aisle she had pointed, he hasn't even gone fully past the way he came from earlier when the same woman came up to him again, a wider smile on her lips as she spoke to him again, "Oh, we also have skirts and dresses that are much more sophisticated looking for girlfriends and wives! It's just right here, sir—"
"The fuck you mean girlfriends and wives? The skirt's for me."
Just in time, [M.Name] appeared right around the corner with a scowl on his face, staring down at the employee with distaste as he stood beside Charles, an arm slid around his waist as the older pulled him closer, letting the glimmer of a ring on his finger be shown towards the employee.
"Don't be too harsh, my love. Come on now." Charles lightly nudged the younger to go along with him, leaving the astonished employee gaping at them with the skirt still in her hands. Although it was barely visible, satisfaction had spread across [M.Name]'s face as Charles led him away.
"This is why I hate shopping." [M.Name] muttered to himself once they were out of the shop, he was about to wiggle away from the older's grasp when he felt his hold tighten around him, pressing him closer to his side.
"I find it cute that you seem to be jealous earlier."
"I was not jealous, I'm just offended that the first thing she thought of was that it was for your wife or something." [M.Name] tried to reason, averting his gaze from the other and sighing sharply. All Charles could do was chuckle softly, giving the male a soft squeeze to his side before replying.
"That's called jealousy, my love."
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*It's half-assed since I gave up half way through since I realized I am just a spec of dust in this dark, wide universe.
