Choosing - tags Cameron

Cameron got ready for the day, by starting with a shower and then putting on clean clothes. Nothing great, but at least his hair was done. Chester was pretty much immaculate in the cleanliness area, so Cam didn't try to keep up. He just did what he could. A little body spray and he was set to go.

Checking his phone, Cameron shook his head. He was already outside. But no, he wouldn't say that. That'd come off as being too excited. He really did give himself away though when his eyes lit up upon seeing Chester. It wasn't anything new really, and besides, Chester knew all of Cam's thoughts already.

"Well my my my, how could I say no to such a handsome guy?" He said, feigning some dramatic swooning action and jumping into the passenger seat.

Something caught his eyes on the car floor, and he reached down only to sit back up with a pink thong between his fingers. "Apparently I'm not the only one," he teased, an eyebrow raised at Chester.

Cameron’s brow shot up as he stretched the gitch between his hands. “Are you kidding? This would never hold the boys.” If Cam was going to model lingerie for Chester, he was gonna look good doing it, not like a fool. But Chester wouldn’t be interested in that.

Cam reached over to smack Chester’s face, uncaring of who was in the driver’s seat.

“Right.” Cam said, crossing his arms in front of him. “And then. The surprise.” He knew Chester didn’t like surprises, so he had to rub it in the ginger’s face as long as he could.

“And for the hundredth time,” he said while Chester parked, “you’re not allowed to buy me anything.”

“Same reason a bra should hold up the girls, at least for a little while.” There was no point in wearing something that was meant to be a tease, when everything was popping out. “Pink looks great on me though,” he said, as though Chester needed the mental image.

“I’m not making you do anything,” he said, waving his hands around Chester but never touching him.

“Aw don’t pout Chessy-baby, you’re gonna love it.” Seriously, Chester was gonna freak right out.

“Because you always want to buy me things,” Cam stated simply, lolling his head over to stare at Chester, “I think you’re in love.” He said in an airy voice, batting his eye lashes at his best friend.

And as if confirming Cam’s suspicions, Chester came around to open his door. Cameron kept his comments to himself, adjusted his jeans, and let Chester shut the door behind him. He rushed ahead to get the door into the pet shop.

Once they were inside, Cam had his hands in his pants pockets, trying to look aloof. But then he saw the pug puppies. And then he ran to them.

“They’re sooooo cuuuute!” He cooed as the puppies licked the glass separating them.

“What? Asshole is driving?” Prodded Cam, smirking like the little devil he was.

Cam laughed. “Just wait, the surprise will blow your mind,” he said, waving his hands around like he was doing a jazz number. Chester had no idea what this surprise was. It could be a person, it could be an object, it could be anything. He’d just have to wait and see.

Shaking his head and tsking, Cam wished Chester felt something for him. “I refuse to believe that.” And that was the end of their moment.

Only for Chest was Cam this way. No one else got to see him fawning over a canine, it was totally ridiculous. But since Chester didn’t seem to care for him that way... then why not? Cam had no one to impress.

“He’s too damn cute,” he stated in a higher pitch than normal, before going forwards into the store, leaving Chester to his own devices. Cam could be found harassing the birds in their open cage, chasing them around in their jail cell with his fingers, laughing.

“Yeah? Well... You need to get your body checked, pretty sure your asshole should be a part of you, not beside you.” It was a totally weak comeback, but Cam wasn’t about to sit there and take it either. He once again, smacked at Chester, this time hitting his circulating hand on one of its rounds.

Cameron thought maybe this once, Chester wasn’t peaking into his mind to see what the surprise was. He didn’t think it was something Chester always did.

“Why are you being such a douche Chest?” Cam retorted, not looking at Chest at all as he terrorized the birds. Wherever the shop owners were, they probably wouldn’t appreciate this. Cam sauntered over to the ferrets, and then to the fish, and finally stopped at the baby chameleons.

He practically pressed his face against the cage. “Do want,” he said softly, shifty eyes looking all around him. Chester wasn’t meant to hear that one. After a moment or two, Cam turned on the spot and was about to bolt to the next thing, but walked right into Chester, his face mere inches from his friend’s.

“Oh shit,” Cam said, releasing his held breath, his face breaking into a bright smile as his hands grasped Chester’s shoulders. “Don’t, don’t do that.”

Cam shook his head and laughed. He really did think Chest was joking around, especially since he wasn't a douche in the slightest, not from Cam's perspective. He was trying extra hard to convince Cam today thought, which was pretty amusing.

He wanted lots of things that he couldn't have.

Making a face, Cam knew better than to fall for Chester's tricks. They were both very good at being who they thought they were. "Scare me like that." He said, releasing Chester along with the emotions he felt for him.

They really were very close together, weren't they? Cam took a couple steps back, touching Chester's hand with his. "Ready for your surprise yet?" That playful smirk returned to his face, lightening the mood. "It's in the parking lot in the back," he said, eyebrows wiggling suggestively.

Cam lifted his hand and Chester walked right into getting flicked in the forehead. "That's what I just said." He smiled slightly and tried to settle the butterflies in his stomach by taking a couple more steps back. Why did Chester like teasing him so much? Just because he didn't like Cam back, didn't mean he needed to keep at these games.

"So? I don't have a place for 'im," he said, obviously more excited about giving Chester his surprise. "I thought you were dying to know what it was...?" He asked, stopping in his tracks and letting Chester near him again. Cam broke the barrier by slinging and arm around Chester's broad shoulders. So maybe he was taller, but Chester had a body to die for.

"Come on, I insist!" He exclaimed, turning them on the spot to face the exit.