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General RP The Man Kept His Socks On (Knight_of_None)

Lyrin rolls his eyes, "And why do you do it for fun? Like- what's the point?" One of his hands starts fidgeting with something in his back pocket, his other hand moving to his front pocket.

"What, is it all the gay repression. . ? Wait, no, you played football for that, I think."
 
Billy shifted around, rounding on Lyrin rapidly without hesitation. His hand grabbed Lyrin's collar and pushed his back up against the aisle shelves. "You watch your fucking mouth-" he said sharply. "I play because I want to be the best!"
 
Lyrin sucks in a breath, staring up at Billy. He presses his lips together for a moment, "Let go." He snaps, gripping Billy's wristm
 
"Apologize." He hissed as he pressed him harder into the shelves. "Right now!" He said through grit teeth at even the slight touch.
 
Lyrin hisses in pain, glaring at Billy, "Let go." He retorts, his nails digging into the other's skin.
 
Billy glares as he felt Lyrin's fingers and nails digging into his wrist, but Billy didn't flinch. He tightened his grip, leaning closer. "Apologize. Or I'll make sure you regret it." He pressed in a cold whisper. "And I don't mean something fun."
 
"Again- like you mean it." He said lifting him up slightly, throttling him a bit scowling at him still.
 
Billy let Lyrun go , setting him back on his feet. "Wait your mouth." He said scowling as he turned away to start picking up clothing.
 
Lyrin huffs at him, muttering something under his breath and watching the other boy. He slides his hands back into his pockets, shaking his head slightly.
 
Billy sifted through a few outfits, every draw of a hanger sharp and rough. "Come here. Look at these." He said as he picked two of them up, hanging them.on the side of the stroller.
 
Lyrin moves over to Billy, tense and looking at the outfits. "I don't know what you want me to look at-"
 
Billy grunted as Lyrin approached, the outfits were obviously small baby onsies, one was soft pink with a cross of small mascots along the body. The other was pastel green, with a hood that was in the shape of a frogs head, and small mittens. "These both are cute. Which one do you like more." He grunts as he folded his arms.
 
Lyrin look at the onesies for a moment te picks up the frog one, "This one." He smiles, looking up at Billy.
 
Billy hums briefly. "...yeah. I liked that one a little more too." He said folding his arms. "I guess we'll take that one."
 
"They both were cute. I liked the frog look but wanted to see if you could tip it the other way." He said shrugging. "I...guess I just wanted to see what you had felt about it."
 
Lyrin shrugs, "Okay. Well, the frog ones cuter by a long shot." He grins and places his hand on his hips
 
He set it on the strollers side and sey the other back, pulling out another little outfit, a small princess style dress, glittering lavender and white fabrics, and a layered skirt. "What do you think about this hm?" He said raising a brow
 
Lyrin chews on his lip, "Billy. . . You sure we should be spending this much money on a school project?" He mumbles.
 
Billy shrugged. "May as well enjoy ourselves while we have to deal with it. The goal is to understand parenthood right?"
 
"Ah, come on- what is it." He said rolling his eyes at him. "If you don't like it, what's wrong with it?"
 
"I just don't think we should spend a lot of money. You're talking to a poor guy who's spent the last two years staying up late three nights out of seven hand washing clothes for my brother's because we couldn't get them any more. I'm not the person to ask about clothes." He shrugs, turning away, "Because whether I like it or not, I'm just going to say not to get it."
 
"I'm the one paying for it, so pretend that you've got nothing but time and money to play around with. " He said as he hooked the dress on the stroller. " I want just one more thing, and my darling wife just won't help me?"
 
He smirked at him. "Then shouldn't you allow me to help with that?" He said, he reached out, pinching his cheek.
 
Lyrin's cheeks colored slightly and he huffs, "I. . . Well, um. . ." He swallows and then crosses his arms defensively.

"Maybe."
 
"Mmm don't hide behind a Maybe" he purred almost grinning like the devil, leaning closer.
 
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