Groovy Tunes; Tuesday [ 05/29 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Know what the greatest thing about working at a music store was?

No, not all the awesome music. What kind of response was that? It's not like there was anything that could be found here was better than what Chad himself played. Which explained by Teal Dear and Chad's own guitar (which sounded horrible compared to how well he usually played because he still couldn't play that well with his injury, but, in Chad's mind, it was the most perfect music ever) were the only things being played today. But back to the question. The greatest thing about working at a music store was that CDs were usually reflective. So Chad could just look at himself all day.

He hoped there weren't any customers who'd want him to work. But he knew there would be. How could there not? Everyone would want to talk to him and look at him and get his autograph and stuff. Everyone wanted teh Chad.

Groovy Tunes is open!

[[ yes. The slow-moving Chad got hit by a slowflake. Hopefully, this adventure in narcissism doesn't end with him naked on a roof again. :D ]]

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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

No customer, just a boyfriend, hoping for a kiss or two.

And he did bring food!

"Hey, Chad!"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Well, of course he did. He was dating teh Chad, after all, so it would only be logical to be bringing gifts of admiration to be consumed.

"Hey, Ted," Chad grinned a little as his boyfriend came in.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy held up a bag of sandwiches he made after a oh so handwavey stop by Turtle&Canary. "Hungry?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Always," Chad said in a rumble that suggested heavily that he didn't necessarily mean for food as eyed Teddy and leaned (carefully) on the counter.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Putting the bag down on the counter, Teddy leaned forward too, grinning up at him. "How's the wound?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad answered in the form of a kiss. Why else would Teddy lean forward like that if he didn't want one? Well, to be closer to Chad, obviously, but, lucky him, he got to get real close.

"It's fine," he said when he pulled back for air. Just like him. Fiiiiine.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy gave him another quick kiss before pulling back to open the bag and hand Chad a sandwich. "You'd say that if it was still bleeding if I offered sex," He chided. "Stop by the clinic to have it checked and then we'll see about more strenuous activities."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I will," Chad said, taking a bite of the sandwich and having to real intention of stopping in. Or, maybe, on second thought, he would. It would be rather charitable of him to let whichever doctor was on duty to inspect his body, after all... He chewed his sandwich with a thoughtful expression.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Wait, did Chad say he'd go to the clinic willingly? Granted, it was so Teddy would have sex with him, but still...

"You sure you're feeling okay?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I feel great." He'd been looking at himself and listening to himself all day, and now he had Teddy here who, as his boyfriend, was something akin to the most adoring of all adoring fans. How could he not be okay?

Well, it had been a while since he looked at himself, but that was easily solved by a slight glance over to the side, catching his reflection in a CD, lifting his chin, lowering it again, slightly flexing so he could get all the good angles.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

OKay, the preening? Not bringing up good memories. "If you end up naked on the roof again, I'm going to be really pissed."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad grunted a laugh, giving a Teddy a strange look. "What? Why?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

You're posing," Teddy accused.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"It's not posing," Chad countered. "It's just gettin' the best angles."

There was a pause as he considered that statement. "Well, they're all good angles, but you get what I mean."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh," Teddy said, taking a bite of his sandwich. "Did you piss off a witch recently?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Oh, Teddy. So cute, so naive when it came to such things.

"Teddy," Chad said, giving him a look through his sexy curtain of hair, "how could anyone be pissed off at me?"

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

See Teddy. See Teddy facepalm.

"If I end up kissing more girls, I'm going to be so pissed."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Ted?" Chad asked, gingerly reaching out a hand to lightly brush against Teddy's arm. "You okay?" He was acting weird, and not really making much sense.

After all, Chad was too busy thinking about his glorious self to remember any of that stuff.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

He wondered how the cabinmates would take to him tying Chad to the bed until this went away. Katara had been pretty cool about it, but she was Katara...

"I'm fine," Teddy replied with a sigh. "How late are you working tonight?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Same time as usual," Chad said. "Why? Can't wait until then to see how much this wound's healed up?"

He was waggling his eyebrows; it's just no one could see it because of his hair. This was probably a good thing.