Face Down (for randy)

Randy wrapped his arms around Brett, kissing the top of his head.
"I'm glad you're okay. Did you find anything you wanted?" Randy asked, holding Brett close.

Brett shook his head "No." he answered.

"Do you wanna leave? Go somewhere else? We can go get you a new laptop," Randy said, wrapping his arm around Bretts shoulder.

Brett nodded, he want to leave not liking the feeling of being watched.

Randy nodded and led Brett out of the store, going to Best Buy to find him s new laptop.

Brett followed Randy glad when the feeling of being watched stopped.

They walked into the store and went to the laptop section. He looked at Brett.
"What brand do you prefer?" he asked.

Brett thought for a second "Dell." he answered.

Randy nodded and walked to the Dell section, calling over a sales associate, talking to him in great length and nerdy computer talk about the kind of laptop he was looking for. Randy would never admit it to someone, but he was really good when it came to computers.

Brett listen to Randy talk to the sales associate he could follow half the computer talk but there were a few times he got lost.

Randy looked at a computer the dales associate showed him. He smiled and turned to Brett, motioning him over.

Brett came over to see what Randy wanted to show him.

He pointed to a sleek black laptop that had a silver keyboard.
"What about this one?" he asks.

Brett looked at it "Its nice." he answered.

Randy rolled his eyes. "Do you want it, babe?" Randy asks.

Brett nodded as he touched the keyboard.

Randy looked at the sales associate.
"How much?" he asks. The guy smiles.
"$1500," he replies. Randy nods.
"We'll take it," he smiles.

Brett looked at Randy "Randy thats too much." he said softly.

"Brett, babe, do something for me," Randy said.

Brett looked at Randy and asked "What?"

Randy looked at him seriously. "Shut up," he said simply. Not in a mean way, but in a 'deal-with-it-because-it's-gonna-keep-happening' sort of way.

Brett sighed and nodded in the 'fine i'll deal with it' sort of way.

Randy smiled. "Okay, let's do this! I got a credit card burning a hole in my pocket," Randy announced happily.

Brett nodded and smiled at Randy's happy attitude.

Randy goes to checkout, giving his shiny black credit card to the cashier and paying for the laptop.