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Their anniversary was coming up in a month, and although Sean knew White didn't expect him to gift him anything, he wanted to make the day (or night) extra special for the both of them. He wasn't particularly good at being romantic but put in extra effort for his lover and had already planned a (hopefully ?) romantic picnic somewhere with just the two of them. But what should he get him as a gift ? He had almost no experience with this whole dating thing, how did people do this ? Not that they had to do it the way everyone else did, but still, he had to start somewhere in his search for the right gift.
Looking up various ideas and websites, he finally settled on buying some sexy underwear. He'd jokingly pointed out how you could easily tell the twins apart by their underwear, having quickly noticed how White's underwear changed the moment he stopped pretending to be Black. No more worn out, old rags but clean and very fitting clothes, to his delight. Now to find the right one for White...
Sean looked at some local independent brands, but nothing seemed to catch his eye, until he landed on a certain blog. Browsing through the photos, he stopped on a picture of a man in a suggestive position, the words 'Try me on' written next to his body. That... would look really nice on White. Very, very nice. Not that he wouldn't look good without it too. In fact, these days thinking of White in any state of undress (or position) almost constantly seemed to turn him on. He could picture him already, wearing nothing but that underwear, blushing as Sean slowly mapped out his trembling body with his lips, shy at first and then getting bolder and bolder, straddling his lap before starting to grind against-
« You bastard. »
Sean jumped, turning around to find Black glaring at him, so lost in his fantasy that he hadn't heard him come in his room.
« You think you can just cheat on my brother and get away with it ?
- What ?! »
Sean was lost for words, too confused to answer back properly, before he saw Black throw a disgusted look at his screen.
« No, you don't get it, I was just- »
He interrupted himself, wondering if it was really a good idea to tell Black that he'd been looking for sexy underwear to gift his brother.
« I was- Hum, I mean... I was just looking at their underwear !, he said, standing up with his hands in the air, slowly backing away.
- I don't care what you were looking at you pervert- »
Black stopped dead, looking at something in shock. Sean followed his gaze, looking downwards to discover a... growing problem had tented his pants. Oh no.
« It's a misunderstanding I swear !
- You're a dead man. »