the world is ugly

[traumatizing]

[It's weird how... Normal things feel once stuff is actually running again. The way life just goes on. Not that Terry has any particular complaints about it, he's happier now than he ever thought was possible for him, it just strikes him sometimes how truly bizarre life is.]

[Like right now, arriving home after an interview and photoshoot to promote his first solo release, which is another thing that feels absolutely insane to him, but mostly what he feels right now is worn out. But they let him keep all the clothes and accessories from the shoot which was pretty cool, some of it is really awesome stuff.]

[So here he is, arriving, laden with bags of gifts. What a truly difficult life.]

Max? [He kicks closes the door behind himself and puts the bags down, getting on a knee while he's here to undo his boots and take them off.] You home?

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[notahobby]

Yeah actually, I do.

[He puts his hands on his hips and raises an eyebrow at Terry.]

Long as you aren't exhausted from being sexy for other people all day.

[traumatizing]

[Oh boy, Terry smiles and gives him a big ol' thoughtful hum.]

Maybe if my handsome boyfriend felt like bringing me a coffee I could model some clothes for him.

[notahobby]

Sounds fair.

[He shrugs and turns away towards the kitchen; he's fairly practiced at making coffee to Terry's liking at this point, so he's confident he can get the coffee made and be lounging watching this fashion show in no time. He'll even make enough for himself.]

[traumatizing]

[Terry takes the bags to the bedroom and just... Dumps everything out on the bed, though he also grabs a couple of hangars so he can put stuff away as they go.]

[So he's changing into the first set when Maxxie gets back. It's a simple outfit, an oversized mesh shirt over a neon green tee and some jeans that have been beat the hell up. A bit of jewellery to go with it, but it's nothing outstanding. Some rings, a few bracelets and a necklace.]

[notahobby]

[Maxxie comes back in with two mugs in his hands, eyebrows bouncing up as he takes a look.]

Damn.

[traumatizing]

[He spreads his arms out and does a slow spin for Maxxie.]

Yeah?

[notahobby]

Yeah, I like it.

[He puts Terry's coffee down on the night table and slides onto the bed, shuffling back against the headboard and tilting his head in admiration.]

[traumatizing]

[Oh blessed coffee. Terry picks up the mug straight away and sighs happily as he inhales the ~*~aroma~*~.]

It feels kinda like something I'd pick out myself.

[notahobby]

Yeah, it's like you but... more.

[traumatizing]

[He laughs a little bashfully.]

They were pretty into neons for this shoot. [He pauses to take a sip of the coffee. What a good drink and what an excellent man who makes it for him] I think you'll like how the shots came out.

[notahobby]

I'm sure I will.

[He smiles softly, full of adoration.]

It'd be hard for me to see a picture of you and not like it.

[traumatizing]

Oh my god.

[He rolls his eyes (playfully) and shakes his head, putting the mug down to look through the clothes on the bed and pick something new out to put on, sticking with that distressed theme for now.]

[notahobby]

[Maxxie tilts his head and appreciates the view, humming in approval at the new choices as he takes a sip of his coffee.]

[traumatizing]

[This feels so silly, but Terry repeats the motions; doing a slow spin for Maxxie with his arms out and then standing with his hands on his hips.]

I mean. This one feels like a million things I've actually bought.

[notahobby]

Yeah, but this one's new and sexy.

[He bites his lip softly and reaches out for Terry, just lookin for some contact under the guise of wanting to feel the fabric.]

[traumatizing]

[He dutifully comes close to the bed so Maxxie can give it a feel.]

[notahobby]

[He puts his hand on Terry's chest.]

You're so handsome.

[traumatizing]

Yeah, yeah.

[Look at him not arguing! He's learning. He leans over to kiss the top of Maxxie's head too.]

[notahobby]

[Maxxie prefers it when Terry doesn't fight him about how handsome he is. He grins and tilts his head up to nose at Terry's jaw.]

You wanna try on some more or join me down here?

[traumatizing]

[He turns a little to look at the pile of stuff and makes a thoughtful noise.]

One more. [Another kiss.] You'll love this one.

[notahobby]

Alright.

[He shimmies a little closer to the headboard, all excited.]

[traumatizing]

[These ones are buried in the pile a bit, but it's easy to find them on account of the colours. He peels off his jeans and shirt and, first the pants. A pair of frankly ridiculous, neon plaid skinny jeans. The shirt is a crop top hoodie, if a crop top was only meant to cover your collarbones. And also was neon orange fishnet.]

[He puts the hood up and does another spin, this time standing with his thumbs hooked in his belt loops.]

[notahobby]

Oh, babe.

[His eyebrows draw together like he's in pain and he tilts his head.]

Just... take me now. Please.

[traumatizing]

[Terry laughs and crawls onto the bed, coming over to seat himself in Maxxie's lap.]

[But also like he wants to drink this coffee so he's gonna lean over and get his mug off the nightstand.]

[notahobby]

[Maxxie puts his hand on Terry's hip and hums happily.]

They didn't put you in both of these at once, right?