Scarves are a boy's best friend {Ryan}

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

Mitchie usually left straight from Maggiano's to go back to his dorm- except on pay-days. There wasn't a pay-day yet where Mitchie didn't have some article of clothing on his wish-list. This week it was a pair of grey fabric boots. He'd passed them in the window of H&M several times and had to keep himself from going inside and just whisking them off the shelf and into his messenger bag.

Mitchie's eyes sparkled greedily as the cashier rung up the shoes and placed them in a bag. Smiling brightly, knowing he'd put them on as soon as he got home, he took the bag from the girl behind the counter, who didn't seem as excited about his purchase as he did. Whatever, she was lame at her job. No fabric boots for her.

Venturing out of the store happily now, he glanced to the food court. He wasn't particularly hungry, but the Smoothie King looked rather inviting, especially since the boy working the counter always gave Mitchie free refills. Mitchie hadn't the slightest idea why either (yeah, right).

Fussing with his scarf slightly before approaching the counter, he put on his best cutesy smile. "Hi Sam. How've you been?" He beamed, looking up from under his lashes at the other. Sam's face immediately got a tinge of pink as he smiled shyly back down at Mitchie.

"I've been good, Mitch. How're you?" He asked before turning to grab a cup and say, "Your usual?" Mitchie nodded and leaned against the counter as Sam began to mix up the fruit in the blender for Mitchie's strawberry-banana smoothie.

"I've been good too. You should bring your little sister around Maggiano's again, it's boring there without you." He cooed as he pulled a five out of his wallet. The smoothie was really seven dollars but Mitchie got the employee discount- for flirting with one of the employees.

"Okay, I will!" Sam nodded brightly, handing Mitchie over the drink and taking the five. Mitchie flashed another bright smile and took his receipt,

"Super! I'll see you around then." He waved before sauntering off and looking for a place to sit, preferably on the other side of the food court, or in one of the book stores. Sam was a nice guy, he was just a little clingy whenever you showed him any attention. Mitchie didn't really want to sit and conversate with the blushing boy, he was much more intent to sit and admire his new shoes.

Tagged: Ryan c:
Outfit: Is here
Notes: Mitchie, u sly dog u

[RYAN MITCHELL]

”So, where have you been? It’s like you just disappeared from the face of the Earth, or whatever it is they say…” Brandon said as they walked out of a store they had been in for about five to eight minutes. Ryan wasn’t paying much attention to where they were going, just as long as he went and hung out with Brandon, it was fine with him. Brandon had just been skipping here and there, but Ryan was starting to think that he was distracting Brandon from actually focusing on clothes shopping.

Ryan rolled his eyes and walked alongside Brandon as they dodged the many people who were going about their business in the mall’s hallways. “What are you talking about? It’s only been like two or three weeks, Brandon.” He said before sipping at his water. Ryan was starting to get a little bit annoyed with the boy. Sure, before he’d gotten on the chat and met all these new people, Ryan had a little thing going on with Brandon, but he thought he made it clear that nothing was going to happen. Friends with benefits if anything. But lately Brandon had been texting him everyday asking how he was or what he was doing, but Ryan could see right through all of that. It was obvious the boy had feelings for him.

”Yeah..I know. It’s just we haven’t seen each other for a while, and we use to see each other every day, you know?” He replied back, his voice was holding the stench of sadness. It sort of made Ryan feel bad, but that was only for a second. All he did was make new friends, and maybe forget a little about old ones ,but eventually he would have contacted Brandon. It was why they were at the mall, right? ”It’s okay. Don’t worry about it. But hey, um, I’m dying for a smoothie, do you mind?” Brandon said before looking up with those big green eyes, which in turn made Ryan shake his head.

As they walked up into the line of people, Ryan lifted the straw to his lips again and took another sip of his water before looking on the menu out of boredom. Every now and then he’d glance over to Brandon secretly, because he could feel the tension of him wanting to talk, but still he didn’t say anything at all. Please don’t say anything about you’re crush on me. Ryan begged to himself.

Ryan had taken yet another glance to his right before turning his head and then realizing that he thought he had just saw Mitchie. Turning his head and body back around quickly, he looked over the boy. Scarf. Yep, that was Mitchie. Pulling out his wallet he handed Brandon a ten dollar bill “Hey, I’ll be right back.” he said before turning around and walking after Mitchie knowing he had no idea when he would be back to find Brandon or if he would today.

Placing a wide grin upon his face he walked up behind Mitchie and wrapped his arm around his shoulders “Hi there, cutie.”

Outfit: Heree

Tag: Mitchie (:

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

Mitchie glanced back at the Smoothie King, glad to see a long line forming. The longer it kept Sam busy, the more time he had to get well out of sight. Winking lightly at a group of guys glaring hatefully over at him he took a cheerful sip from the smoothie. He, of course, didn't know any of the guys at all. They were probably just jealous of Mitchie's extreme sex appeal- and his scarf. Yeah, that's why they were glaring at him like that.

The blonde just rolled his eyes as he kept walking. Douchebags would be douchebags, after all. Letting his eyes scan the store windows absentmindedly, he looked for the Barnes & Noble, that he knew was one of the shops close by. They always had those cute little mini books in the sitting area with pretty pictures or funny sayings. Mitchie couldn't remember the last time he'd actually bought a book there. He just liked to skim through them.

Jumping slightly at the arm around his shoulder, he looked over, expecting to find that same group of boys come over to torment him. He was greatly relieved to look up into Ryan's face instead. Blinking as the initial fear slipped away, he smiled warmly up at the boy, shoulders untensing with ease now. Leaning into Ryan slightly he giggled,

"You know just how to greet a boy, don't you."
Nudging the boy playfully, he adjusted his shopping bag onto his other shoulder, and then beamed back up at Ryan, "So what brings you to the Grand Marquee today? Not stalking me, are you?" He joked, smirking a bit, and putting the straw in his smoothie back up to his lips.

[RYAN MITCHELL]

“Of course I do..” Ryan said as he let a laugh escape his lips. After he noticed that Mitchie had looked away for a second, Ryan turned his head to look over his shoulder at Brandon before speeding up the pace in their walking, quickly disappearing from sight into the crowd then smiled again and ran his fingertips between and under the shopping bag’s strap and Mitchie’s shoulder, lifting it up and off then started carrying it in his other hand.

Keeping his arm around Mitchie’s shoulder he shrugged slightly “Why would I need to stalk you to be around you?” he said before looking back down at Mitchie’s face “But I’m here because an old friend wanted to hang out and wouldn’t stop bugging me about it.” He finished off honestly before letting a handle go from the bag and glancing inside. “I’m guessing you’re here because of shoes and…scarves?” Grinning he took the bag fully back into his hands. “Is there anywhere you wanna drag me to, pin me up in a dressing room with you, and hmm..I dunno…Try on things for my opinon?”

Notes: Sorry it sucks :/

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

Mitchie picked up his pace with a raise of his brow, glancing back over his shoulder, wondering what it was that Ryan was trying to get away from in such a hurry. "Don't like the smell of mall food that much?" He teased the other boy lightly, though he was curious as to what they were actually moving away from. He decided he wouldn't pry if Ryan didn't feel apt to talk about it. He wasn't really interested in delving into anyone's personal life today. And Ryan was pretty good about not giving too much of his away, which was why he was so comfortable with the boy.

Mitchie shrugged lightly, running his hand over his hair to smooth it in a vain manner, "Some people are just intimidated by my exceptional good looks and charm." He joked, and then giggled, flashing a smile of appreciation as Ryan took his bag for him. Tilting his head back a bit so he could get a better look at Ryan, he studied his face. "Ahh. So this is sort of like a pity date minus the date.." Mitchie nodded slowly, realizing Ryan had left that poor boy in the dust. He found he didn't much care, though.

Watching as Ryan peeked into Mitchie's shopping bag, he took another loving look at his new boots. "Aren't they to die for?" He sighed, smirking and swatting Ryan on the shoulder. "Oh, you know me too well. Wonder whyyyy, stalker." Mitchie winked, poking Ryan in the side.

Twirling the end of his scarf idly around his finger he smiled, eyes rolling up towards the vaulted ceilings of the mall in thought, "Wellll, there was this cardigan at Urban Outfitters I was thinking abouut. I guess an opinion could help my decision a bit." He mused, starting to steer them in the direction of the store in question.

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Ryan had pulled away as Mitchie swatted at him with a laugh but was soon to have himself still walking closely back beside Mitchie again, every now and then glancing down to look back at the boy. He was so cute. Ryan couldn’t help but to be attracted to him. Mitchie had a bit of cocky-ness and class. Not to mention his actions were cute and suited his appearance well. As for behind closed doors, Mitchie was talented, even though he would not let Ryan do the deed. Ryan figured one day, Mitchie would give it up.

Smiling, Ryan wrapped his palm and fingers around Mitchie’s, letting him guide the way. A public place, seemed like he was loosening up to Ryan. This was why Ryan was smiling. It wasn’t like Ryan just wanted Mitchie for sexual relations but that was half of it. Following along, he kept up with Mitchie letting his mind run over the thoughts that played over and over in his head. Hmm…What if he was to actually bring me in a dressing room…he knows I can’t keep my hands to myself if that happens. He thought until he felt a buzz in his pocket. Ryan then slid his hand into his pocket and pulled out his phone to see a text from Brandon. “Where are you?” it said.

Ryan slid the phone back into his pocket and set it on silent without giving a response as he walked into the store with Mitchie hoping Brandon wouldn’t run around the mall trying to find him. Ryan’s eyes scanned the clothes, thinking of picking one up and showing it to Mitchie so it would be faster to get into the dressing rooms, but instead he knew better. Mitchie would be the type to gag at anything he thought was fashion less. First, Ryan ran his tongue over his bottom lip before biting it and leaning down to whisper into Mitchie’s ear. “Hurry so we can go into the dressing rooms.”

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

Guiding Ryan along towards where he was pretty sure the Urban Outfitters store was, he grinned back at the boy when he laced his hand with his. Mitchie always had been one for hand-holding, so the fact that Ryan went that route just gave the boy even more points in his book. Pulling him inside the store, he immediately went for where he knew the cardigans were. He could tell they had some new clothes in stock, and he had to stop himself from going through every single one of them. He didn't want to bore poor Ryan to death, especially since the boy had ditched an old friend to come hang out with him.

Scanning instead for the cardigan he'd spotted last time he'd been there, he spotted it hanging off one of the racks across the store. There were only three of them left, and Mitchie doubted they were all his size. Turning back to Ryan as the boy whispered down to him, he smiled coyly, giving him a nod, sauntering over to the clothes rack, looking at the three cardigans, hoping at least one was in his size. Smiling brightly when he found his size, he plucked it off by the hanger and going back in the direction of the dressing rooms.

Taking Ryan by the hand, he led the way over to the line of men's dressing rooms. Glad to see a door wide open, he turned his head back up to Ryan and tugged him inside, closing the door behind the both of them. Unwrapping his scarf around his neck and shoulders he handed it over to Ryan, scrutinizing the cardigan under the dim dressing room light in front of the mirror before pulling off the one he had on and sliding the new one on fixing the sleeves and starting to button it up. Glancing shortly at himself in the mirror, he turned back to Ryan instead.

"What do you think? Is it too red?" He asked thoughtfully, pulling at the hem of it and spinning around once so Ryan could see the back of the cardigan as well (and the back of Mitchie too...).

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Mitchie seemed to be eager about going into a dressing room with Ryan and hopefully not just to try on clothes. God, Mitchie had to know Ryan better than that. Not that Ryan had a problem with watching Mitchie change constantly in front of his eyes, but he just would expect a little bit more out of it. After all, Mitchie was always best behind closed doors and well, the dressing room did have a door...

Ryan leaned on the rack and waited for Mitchie to finally find his appropriate size. Ryan was sure that it was the size he wanted just because of the fact that Mitchie's face lit up when he picked up the piece of clothing. Ryan then held out his hand for the boy and then followed him into the dressing room with a smug look upon his face. Once in the dressing room, Ryan's eyes looked up at the dim light that lit the small room and then sat down on the bench placing his ankle over his other knee, his head against the wall as he watched Mitchie undress and then redress.

Ryan let his other leg drop from the sitting position he was in and leaned up some, elbows on knees and hands clasped together under his chin. His eyes ran over the cardigan and then he nodded briefly before standing up, towering over Mitchie and taking a small round button between his two fingers and undoing it with a smile. "It looks great..." Now Ryan leaned down some to kiss Mitchie's lip, a soft peck. "But I'd like it better if it was off." He finished before undoing the now last button and leaning down once again to lock Mitchie's lips with his.

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

Mitchie tilted his head over to Ryan seated across from him in the dressing room. His lips drew up delightedly as Ryan nodded, turning his head to look himself over in the mirror again before he glanced back to find Ryan standing up. Peering up under thin lashes, Mitchie's eyes followed the boy's fingers as they toyed with a button on the cardigan. Biting into his lip, he tilted his head back to take a better look at him. His eyes moved again as he saw Ryan leaning into to press his lips briefly to Mitchie's.

Smiling spreading across his face as Ryan leaned back up, he ran his tongue over his bottom lip blushingly and giggled, reaching up with his arms to run his hands over Ryan's strong arms, "See, the point of clothes, is kinda to wear them." He leaned in to whisper, pulling back and winking before standing on tip-toe to kiss Ryan back.

Grinning into the other boy's lips, he ran his hands back over the fabric of his shirt, pulling back for a second to chuckle. "Do you do this often, Ryan Mitchell, or are you just that fond of how I look in a cardigan?" He murmured before nuzzling lightly at his neck.

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Ryan chuckled softly at Mitchie's joke. Wearing clothes. This was true. Ryan's train of thought was at loss when Mitchie kissed him again. Pulling back, Ryan placed his forehead to Mitchie's gently, his eyes still lingering on his and a grin upon his face. In a more hushed and smooth tone, he replied "But..sometimes clothes are meant to come off.."

Biting his bottom lip, his eyes dropped down to Mitchie's lips. Grinning a bit wider now, he placed his fingertip of his index finger over the boys lips lightly slowly matching his words with the pace of his fingertip sliding from Mitchie's lips, to his chin, down his neck, until his hand reached the middle of his chest, and with both of his hands Ryan removed the cardigan and placed it on one of the benches.

After a moment, Ryan had forgot about the other question Mitchie asked him, he was to side tracked in the things he was thinking about doing to this beautiful boy in front of him. Rolling his tongue over his bottom lip Ryan undid the scarf around Mitchie's neck before running his hands over the boys lower back and pulling him closer until Ryan's arms were wrapped around him. Swiftly Ryan stepped backward guiding Mitchie to do the same then sat onto the bench, tilting his head upward to look up at Mitchie with a dazzling smile reaching up to run his hands along the back of Mitchie's thighs and pull him down to straddle him on the bench. "You did look good in the cardigan..." he said before leaning up and kissing him again.

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

"I'm assuming this would be one of those times then?" Mitchie inquired curiously, pressing his forehead back against Ryan's and brushing his nose against the other boy's affectionately. Eyeing the finger that trailed from his lips to the cardigan he shrugged his shoulders to help Ryan get the cardigan off.

This was definitely different, he was thinking as he lifted a hand to help pull the scarf from around his own neck. He didn't usually find himself in dressing rooms letting some- admittedly attractive- boy have his way with him. Then again, this was Ryan he was with, and Ryan was considerably more appealing than the boy's he'd fooled around with in the past. So, this would just have to be an exception...or something. His mind slipped back to the present where Ryan was guiding him back towards the bench to where he found himself on the boy's lap.

Mitchie shifted on his lap, pulling his arms around Ryan's neck so he could lean into him better and place a few stray kisses along his neck. A hand slid up through Ryan's hair, playing with it absentmindedly before turning his eyes back to Ryan's smile broadening at his comment about how he'd looked in the cardigan. Nipping at Ryan's bottom lip before sitting back on his lap, he slid his hands under the other boy's shirt. "Oh, you're just saying that." He beamed, moving his hands along Ryan's stomach up to his chest.

"Promise you'll let me wear it properly for you sometime, okay?" Mitchie said as he moved closer on Ryan's lap, placing his head in the crook of Ryan's neck, and kissing along it again.

He'd definitely never done this before...

[RYAN MITCHELL]

Locking his fingers together behind Mitchie's lower back Ryan helped pull the boy closer to him. Relaxing even more against the wall pressed against Ryan's back, he tilted his head to the side for a bit more show of his neck for Mitchie while he let a smile showing delight appear on his face. The smile wasn't a wide one for a change, defiantly not the usual "Hah. Ryan Mitchell is getting is way again." kind of smile, it was more of a relaxed, innocent, happy-go-lucky smile. "I promise." He replied before turning his head now to Mitchie's now.

Lifting his hand he tapped the tip of Mitchie's nose with his index finger. "You should feel special, you know.." Ryan's lips pressed to the boys once again, this time taking in his bottom lip between his own and then pulling back with it between his teeth smiling and then letting go. "I never make promises." Letting his hands free of Mitchie, his hands gripped the bottom of his sweater and pulled it up over his own head leaving some strands of his hair misplaced and messy.

Gently Ryan grabbed the boys pants, and unbuttoned them while trailing kisses down his jawline, to his neck....

Notes: THERE ELLE! I had no muse too, feel thankful for this crappy reply. -Fast Fowards-

[MITCHELL PRESSLEY]

So, maybe Mitchie had gotten a little friendly in public before, a little kissing perhaps, but he'd never gone this far before. No, definitely not. He usually liked to keep such an intimate activity more private than inside of a dressing room. There was a first time for everything, though... And Mitchie figured if he were going to get up close and personal to someone at an Urban Outfitters, Ryan was the one to do it with.

No matter. Even if he were to think it a little...inappropriate, it had already happened. Too late to change his mind about it. And he found he didn't really regret it at all as he was pulling his cardigan back on and fixing the scarf over it.

He hadn't taken a chance to look over at Ryan again while dressing until now, biting his lip and smiling a bit bashfully, as if he hadn't just been in his lap minutes ago. He pulled absently at the end of his scarf watching Ryan dress himself with a small smirk peeking through on his lips. When Ryan had gotten himself together again, Mitchie collected up the cardigan he'd came here for in the first place and his shopping bag with the fabric boots.

"So, we just play it cool." He nodded before opening the door to the dressing room, wanting to be as casual as possible in case anyone had caught any of what had been going on in there. Mitchie found he had to duck his head into Ryan's shoulder the minute someone a few dressing rooms over came out looking rather taken aback. He let out a muffled giggle into the boy's arm before clearing his throat and composing himself once more, peeking up once or twice to give Ryan a secretive sort of smile.

Bumping Ryan playfully with his hip, he nodded over to some of the men's shirts,

"If we're ever here again, you should try something on for me." Mitchie suggested, hooking his arm with Ryan's as he stepped into the short line at the cash register.