Was Tony expecting that? Was he expecting playing Lewis and Clark (or was it Lois and Clark?) all day long, that Justin knew which berries were acceptable eating, which were poisonous entirely, and which would just give a person diarrhea? Because that was all stuff he'd have to think about for a while, try to remember, and eventually decide it wasn't worth it. A red berry could look like another red berry, and he hadn't studied them like he would have if he knew that's what Tony was considering. Maybe that was his fault, like not having brushed up on his constellations.
Though, considering what happened when they'd talked about them last, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. Eating berries that made them puke up their stomachs and shit out their colons? Not so potentially sexy.
"I. Didn't have that idea in my head, no. I was just planning on going back to Mom and Dad's and taking a shower. Getting something to eat. Seeing which DVDs were in which cases and thinking about telling him she was doing it on purpose. I didn't really have anything planned out, no. Why, did you want to...do that?"
Shit. Shit. Justin wasn't at all prepared, and quick thinking led him to:
"After a shower, though. I feel kind of gross. The shower's big enough for both of us, if you'd like to save time?"
There were a few things that Justin had noticed distracted Tony thoroughly. Science. Certain types of food. Justin naked. It was odd, that last one, because he wasn't sure how he felt about it. But if it was something he could default to in order to get out of staring at moss and trying to think up the scientific name—that is: looking like a Goddamn idiot, even though they'd discussed that being a genius didn't mean he knew everything under the sun—while inwardly thinking about how awful an idea it was and was that a bear? That couldn't be a bear.
A cougar? Oh, there weren't cougars around any more? Then what the hell was that? No. Bad idea. Camping was smores and tents and campfires. Justin wasn't about to play Nature Boy and salute and talk about Scout's honor. He was going to play the Natural and Naked card as long as he possibly could.
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Was Tony expecting that? Was he expecting playing Lewis and Clark (or was it Lois and Clark?) all day long, that Justin knew which berries were acceptable eating, which were poisonous entirely, and which would just give a person diarrhea? Because that was all stuff he'd have to think about for a while, try to remember, and eventually decide it wasn't worth it. A red berry could look like another red berry, and he hadn't studied them like he would have if he knew that's what Tony was considering. Maybe that was his fault, like not having brushed up on his constellations.
Though, considering what happened when they'd talked about them last, maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. Eating berries that made them puke up their stomachs and shit out their colons? Not so potentially sexy.
"I. Didn't have that idea in my head, no. I was just planning on going back to Mom and Dad's and taking a shower. Getting something to eat. Seeing which DVDs were in which cases and thinking about telling him she was doing it on purpose. I didn't really have anything planned out, no. Why, did you want to...do that?"
Shit. Shit. Justin wasn't at all prepared, and quick thinking led him to:
"After a shower, though. I feel kind of gross. The shower's big enough for both of us, if you'd like to save time?"
There were a few things that Justin had noticed distracted Tony thoroughly. Science. Certain types of food. Justin naked. It was odd, that last one, because he wasn't sure how he felt about it. But if it was something he could default to in order to get out of staring at moss and trying to think up the scientific name—that is: looking like a Goddamn idiot, even though they'd discussed that being a genius didn't mean he knew everything under the sun—while inwardly thinking about how awful an idea it was and was that a bear? That couldn't be a bear.
A cougar? Oh, there weren't cougars around any more? Then what the hell was that? No. Bad idea. Camping was smores and tents and campfires. Justin wasn't about to play Nature Boy and salute and talk about Scout's honor. He was going to play the Natural and Naked card as long as he possibly could.