Anything with the word “museum” in it sounded to Steele like it was more boring than boiled eggs, but anything that involved his ‘Cuddles’ he was down for so he figured why not ? He continued to make his way through the pizza, slice by slice, also offering Charlie more each time he picked one up. The other was pretty quiet against him and that was something Steele really loved about Charlie - that he was quiet. It sounds strange but Steele felt so bombarded by language and people and communication all the time that he relished the comfortable silences they shared. They could honestly spend an entire afternoon together barely saying a word to one another but still know exactly how the other was feeling. When he finished his final slice, downing it with the last gulp of his soda, Steele let out an incredible belch with a chuckle at the end, shaking his head at himself, “I should take a shower,” he murmured, pulling Charlie back against his side nonetheless, “I probably smell gross.”

Even though the two of them seemed to be so entirely different, Charlie felt like they were a perfect match. Steele was okay with his very quiet nature and the petite boy admired that about him. Most people were annoyed by his stutter and his less communicative ways, but Steele wasn’t. This was one of the many reasons they were still together. Charlie only ate about a third the amount Steele did, but he was satisfied nonetheless. He smiled at him once they were both done, finishing off the rest of his soda before letting the older male pull him closer, head resting against his shoulder. “Y-You smell okay.”, he shrugged, looking up at him. “B-But you could go shower a-and I’ll go clean up.”, he suggested. ”Already showered.”

“Ya want somethin’ t’ drink? Ya look like yer about to pass out,” Asher asked. Of course he could hear his heart too, it didn’t sound like he was comfortable.

Come follow me over here ? Need to get things going.

Steele shook his head, “I didn’t mean you,” he chuckled, “I meant as an extra job for me - No way in burning hell would I let you ever be a runner for Jimmy - I’d kick his teeth in,” he said plainly, “Don’t worry ‘bout it,” he said with a mouthful of pizza, leaning back against the couch and throwing his arm behind and around the other, pulling him in close, “I got us covered,” he’d been thinking about his little hairbrained escape plan of his for a while and he’d been saving a little for it. After all, they would just need money for gas, food and a place to stay - and if he worked a couple extra shifts and picked up an extra job or two he’d even have enough to buy Charlie something nice. He kicked his boots up on the table beside the pizza and the drinks, allowing the television across from them to blankly entertain him a bit, “So whaddya wanna do first when we get there?” he asked, “Statue of Liberty? Empire State? Whatever the fuck that artsy fartsy museum’s name is?” he chuckled, “We could bang in all of them too if you’re keen,” he teased, “Though you might not wanna tell your parents about that part.”

“O-Oh.“, Charlie let out an awkward chuckle, leaning in to press a kiss against his boyfriend’s cheek. It was cute - how protective Steele was of him, and he never wanted him to stop being like that. It added to the attraction he already felt towards the older male. He allowed for the other to pull him in closer, leaning against his shoulder while they both peacefully ate their dinner. “W-Well, I definitely want t-to go to the N-National History Museum. A-And the Metropolitan.“, he told him, aware of the fact that Steele probably wasn’t at all interested in that. But they’d definitely find enough places to visit that the both of them enjoyed. “W-Well, we’ll see about th-that.“, he murmured with a light blush covering his cheeks. There were so many things he already wanted to do, but only a weekend for them to do all of it. But they’d be having fun nonetheless, Charlie was sure. A content hum left his lips at the thought of their amazing weekend together, leaning further against his boyfriend as he imagined it. He was excited beyond belief, and the wide smile on his face showed that.

When Steele stood up he had to take a moment to readjust himself, since he’d gotten rock hard under his tight, ripped black jeans. Charlie had that affect on him - the other could bat his eyelashes at him and he’d almost instantly feel his cock twitch. He coughed to clear his throat, grabbing his wallet from a side table beside the front door, he greeted the other politely and tipped him decently before closing the door with a kick as his hands were busy holding a steaming hot box which smelled like fresh heaven and cheese. Settling back down he cracked open both their cans and flipped open the box. The pizza was delicious and piping hot and Steele couldn’t help but laugh when he tried to take a particularly cheesey bite and the long string of cheese snapped between his mouth and the pizza and then flopped right down over his chin. “Okay so, New York - next weekend?” he half-asked, half-confirmed with a nod, “I’ll see if I can pick up some extra shifts this week, make a little extra,”  he said, more to himself than to Charlie, “Or maybe I should call Jimmy up and see if he needs an extra runner this week,” Jimmy was one of their area’s biggest drug dealers, “He pays really good if you don’t fuck with his product or his clients,” he mused.

Charlie instantly smiled again when Steele returned with the pizza in hand, the scent of the food always a very nice thing to smell. Charlie was a huge food-lover, and he was glad he could eat pretty much as much as he wanted without having to worry about gaining weight. It had never been an issue for him. He took a piece of the pizza as well and leaned back on the couch again, nodding towards his boyfriend as he spoke. Charlie never got involved with things regarding Steele’s job. He didn’t tell him to take on a different job, but he didn’t entirely like the idea of his boyfriend getting in dangerous situations - which could definitely happen in this sort of business. He thought about Steele’s offer for a moment, but ended up shaking his head. It was too dangerous to him. And a petite boy like Charlie couldn’t really defend himself if anyone tried to screw with him. “I’ll s-see if I can help s-some of my classmates with h-homework and stuff.”, he suggested, wanting to contribute to their little trip at least somewhat. He contently munched on his piece of pizza before taking another, sipping from his soda occasionally. “M-Maybe my parents will even g-give me some money for it.”

I’m missing one FC for my multi muse. But I’ve got no ideas. Someone help?

When you really wanna catch up on shows but your Netflix expired and you’re broke. Kill me.

“I’m sayin’ go sit down before ya fall over. Ya look like yer stressed.”

As sweet as the sentiment was - Steele couldn’t help but think that the first impression he should make on Charlie’s parents was wearing his all black leather and denim and smelling like cigarettes, beer and sex all mixed with his deodorant. But he smiled at the other any way because he did appreciate him not wanting to change him - everybody else always seemed to want to be the “one who saved the bad boy” when he didn’t need any saving. Charlie had accepted him like he was since day one - he never needed to explain or defend himself about anything. “I love you too, Cuddles,” he murmured, returning the soft kiss and chuckling at the other’s little affections, wrapping an arm around him and holding him tight, steeling a slower, longer kiss from the smaller male. Just as the kiss was getting good the sound of his doorbell cut through the air, “Fuck me,” Steele groaned in annoyance then heaved a sigh, “I’ll get that babe - why don’t you grab us something to drink so long?” he gave the other a light spank, smiling and even adding a wink.

Charlie never wanted to change Steele. He had enough people try to change him before, so he know how it felt and thus wouldn’t dare to attempt something like that with someone else. Especially not with Steele. Of course he had his flaws, but who didn’t? He loved him the way he was - they both did. He always smiled the brightest whenever he heard that adorable nickname the older male decided to give him. And it suited him. He leaned against him more and lost himself in their deeper kiss a little until he heard the sound of the doorbell as well, a small sigh leaving him. But at least it meant their food arrived. “W-Will do.”, he nodded slightly, a small chuckle leaving him at the light spank, stealing a quick kiss from his cheek before getting up to walk towards the fridge, getting them both a can of soda before returning to the couch, watching Steele as he paid the delivery boy.

My alarm goes off in five damn hours and I can’t sleep because of the damn heat. Kill me