Face Down (for randy)

Brett took Randy's hand and got out of the car.

Randy smiled. "You ready for a fantastic day of shopping?" he asked.

Brett nodded and smiled at Randy.

Randy pulled Brett in the mall, looking around. He looked at his young lover and asked:
"Where to first, love-bug?"

Brett looked around the area before spotting a store he often shopped at "How about there?" he asked.

Randy smiled. "Okie dokie, smokie!" he said and dragged Brett in there. "Grab whatever you want. It's on me," Randy told Brett.

"Randy you don't have to do that." Brett said softly.

"Oh, I know. I don't have to do anything. I want to. You don't have any clothes or anything. I want to do this for you," he said.

Brett squeezed Randy's hand "Your too good to me." he said softly.

Randy snorted. "As if. I just have all this money and nothing to do with it. And I love you. Nothing is too much when it comes to you," he said confidently.

Brett didn't answer, he just held Randy's hand.

Randy smiled. "Well? What are you waiting for? Go shop!" he chuckled.

Brett smiled before he started looking.

Randy smiled as he watched his boyfriend shop. He was happy to do this for him. His last boyfriend didn't treat him anywhere near good enough.

Brett smiled as he looked, Joe had never been nice or done things like this for him.

Randy deemed Brett fit to look for his stuff alone and walked away, taking a look around the store himself. Most of the stuff wasn't really his style, but he found something he considered buying.

As Brett was looking he got the feeling that somebody was watching him.

Randy looked around, getting a nagging feeling that Brett was in trouble. He started walking around, searching for Brett.

Brett couldn't shake the feeling of being watched and looked around nervously for Randy.

Randy growled, getting frustrated. He couldn't find Brett in this stupid maze of a store. "Brett?" he called out, hoping Brett would answer.

"Randy." Brett answered as he made his way towards Randy's voice.

Randy sighed in relief.
"Brett, baby, follow my voice. Are you okay?" Randy asked, trying to get to his lover.

Brett breath a sigh of relief as he made his way towards Randy and answered "I'm fine, i just..."

"Just what? Brett?" Randy said, panicking a bit when his lover suddenly stopped talking.

"I feel like somebodys watching me." Brett answered before finally finding Randy and hurrying over to him.